Thursday, 28 January 2016

OLD POTATO



theres
an
old
old
potato
at the back of the veg drawer

soft 
wrinkled like bath finger
and
weakly sprouting small nothings

  hello old potato 

i say 
sick in the thick morning leftovers
of
a
night still congealing
  
  you
  remind
  me of me 
  these days i couldnt power
  a
  lightbulb
  anymore
  than
  you

from tippyandfriends.com

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