Poetry Blog by Katy Stewart (manchester)
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on Hurt (Thu, 6 May 2010 09:05 am)
on People (Sat, 10 Apr 2010 05:53 pm)
It has lost its spark,
Its draw and lure
Like the one night stand from a lusty bed.
No longer a moth to the pink booze-fuelled flame.
The vacuous occupants of hot and heavy bars,
Attract me less and less.
Distant are the memories of the great night out,
The random in that bar, the flirt and the pull in the other.
They all seem so young and insignificant now...
Friday 9th April 2010 4:48 pm
To Whom It May Concern,
Please ensure it rains on Sunday morning
For the rain washes away the shame
Of the city streets,
Neutralises the urine,
Disperses the vomit
And makes us clean again.
Pure and untainted rain
The antithesis of the city
Transparent and true
Falling without discrimination
On the people and ground below.
Friday 9th April 2010 4:40 pm