Friday, 17 February 2023

ON A MUSTY GREY ENGLISH NOWHERE DAY, A SCHOOL MEMORY POEM




french class
single tables
no windows
language like a wall

on chair backs
ski jackets
wet with rain
& the heatings on

sat behind brett
who leans back
all the way back
so heads upside down

& he dribbled from his mouth
so it would go up his nose

then he sang
from the top ten
i remember it was
c'est la vie








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