Thursday 20 May 2010

A sale in grief

As it drops from yours into mine
Like an over flown sink, another
One immediately enters
To maintain the flowing current.
Even if it be withheld, a deduction
To make you a debtor,
one will not be still
prone to any disease

The signs of the heart
their eyes capture,
The least movement and
their legs and feet respond:
a phone call in the bus,
a hand in the bag;
a response from their feet
thinking it was for a purchase.

Fast he came for a sale,
a response to a phone call it was…
yet their haste
for a change of mind after the bid…
sends him away in grief.

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