March 2019 Collage Poem - 'In the Wardrobe'

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Silence, echoes, look at the colours

And Distant Distractions

Minks and stoles all of this reminds me of you

 

Silver hunter's knife

Overseer left mute

Soiled aliens desperate in Heaton Moor

Park stumble on a Mel

Brooks look-a-like

 

Inside the man bag, inside the wardrobe

Inside the mind, a voice, a naked voice

Lost in the wardrobe, he looked for 

Dead bodies anyway.

 

Stop hiding your food in the closet and share it please

WATCH OUT! - IT'S THE CRAZY TEXT LADY

 

Killer man-bag, a promise keeper's 

Ordinary man

Tidying up the dissolved butterflies

In Nigel's jumper

Ignoring the screams from the 

Wardrobe

In the buff my man bag

For all to see!

 

 

 

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Nigel Astell

Tue 12th Mar 2019 14:35

From inside the wardrobe we find
a promise keeper's secret
Heaton moor grass
ordinary man not alien
crazy text lady
plenty of man bags
hanging from naked bodies
some of them dead.

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