Monday, 17 August 2015

Clutter by the Metre

And now Clutter hopefully abiding to the rules of poetic metre!


Detritus of modern living,
Seals me in, fast, unforgiving,
Each day another claim for space,
Card city grows at endless pace,
Spilling throughout the white walled room,
Harbinger of impending gloom.

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