There must have been
A spark of something
That caught my eye
Enough of a smidgen
To give you a try.
A brief look
At a poetry book
Was all it took.
Which is how I came to
Sit on this Central Line train
My head exploding
Really in pain.
I'm on the way home
Struggling to plough through
A boring old tome.
No wonder I've never
Had a lover
If I can't even judge a book
By its fucking cover!
Dulwich Poet 29th March 2014
(On the tube home, I'm reading a book I've borried from the Poetry Library. It's not the usual I can't get into this sort of thing. It really is hard work, to be honest, I think it's bloody awful!)
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