another day

the demolition crew

is pounding my head

dark clouds gather

all over my brain

tumbling thoughts

fall in the hole

till silver moonlight shines

along the urban motorway

gathering the language

of forbearance and love

leading me home

clearing my mind

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories

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