03-12-2018, 03:04 AM
Revision One
Original
Supaglypta
Leak in the kitchen, has the cat mesmerised, the pitter patter of wet feet on the counter,
soothing, but for the fear of the stained Supaglypta peeling, falling and leaving another mess.
Said it yourself,
“the house is crumbling around us, we took it because it was cheap,”
not for the architectural integrity of a load baring wall or brass door-hinges,
period finishes make a home, in a buyers’ market. But
with me unemployed, only empty pockets and half typed poems to my name,
can’t even leave the house, let alone fork out for something grander.
Not what you wanted, I know that, not some idyllic existence,
no veg patch and no ivy creeping through the windows.
Instead, broken milk bottles and cardboard boxes grow like weeds in the garden
and a leak in the kitchen, not even sure where it’s coming from. But
it’s there and if we don’t do something about it…
soothing, but for the fear of the stained Supaglypta peeling, falling and leaving another mess.
Said it yourself,
“the house is crumbling around us, we took it because it was cheap,”
not for the architectural integrity of a load baring wall or brass door-hinges,
period finishes make a home, in a buyers’ market. But
with me unemployed, only empty pockets and half typed poems to my name,
can’t even leave the house, let alone fork out for something grander.
Not what you wanted, I know that, not some idyllic existence,
no veg patch and no ivy creeping through the windows.
Instead, broken milk bottles and cardboard boxes grow like weeds in the garden
and a leak in the kitchen, not even sure where it’s coming from. But
it’s there and if we don’t do something about it…
Original
Supaglypta
Leak in the kitchen, just noticed it,
the pitter patter of wet feet on the counter, keeps me awake,
has the cat mesmerised.
the pitter patter of wet feet on the counter, keeps me awake,
has the cat mesmerised.
Soothing,
but for the fear of the stained Supaglypta pealing, falling like dead leaves
and leaving another mess. Said it yourself,
“the house is crumbling around us, but, we took it because it was cheap,”
not for the architectural integrity of a load baring wall or brass door-hinges,
period finishes make a home.
Me unemployed,
only empty pockets and half typed poems to my name,
can’t even leave the house, do however
make sure to get out of bed.
Not what you wanted, I know that, not some idyllic existence,
no veg patch and no ivy creeping through the windows.
Instead, broken milk bottles and cardboard boxes
grow like weeds in the garden and a
leak in the kitchen,
I’m not even sure where it’s coming from. But
it’s there and if we don’t do something about it…
but for the fear of the stained Supaglypta pealing, falling like dead leaves
and leaving another mess. Said it yourself,
“the house is crumbling around us, but, we took it because it was cheap,”
not for the architectural integrity of a load baring wall or brass door-hinges,
period finishes make a home.
Me unemployed,
only empty pockets and half typed poems to my name,
can’t even leave the house, do however
make sure to get out of bed.
Not what you wanted, I know that, not some idyllic existence,
no veg patch and no ivy creeping through the windows.
Instead, broken milk bottles and cardboard boxes
grow like weeds in the garden and a
leak in the kitchen,
I’m not even sure where it’s coming from. But
it’s there and if we don’t do something about it…


