Compulsory Intrusion


Today the dustcart came

Reversing into the cul-de-sac

Of life’s memories

They arrived and emptied

The bins of past actions

Family items and general dirt

Leaving space for a future to come

Lingering long they cluttered

The confusion in my head

But the noise soon went

Leaving me again alone

To gather the discards

Of life across another year


About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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