Repairs
Date: Thursday, 1st January 2004 @ 02:04:20 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: Lepanto

REPAIRS

What makes me hang delicious in your sight,
The attitude you spread across the room,
You decorate by presence and your tools,
You set me in a country priest's delight,
I remain your mortarboard and broom,
Your modern one of metal and a grip,
Sitting there, you talk and make a pose,
I sort my pieces and I float.

Alan Blaustein
05/09/89


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