Limbo

Darren Hobson Poet

Limbo is the word
Word in my mind
Mind what I say
It’s Wednesday
It’s a hard fought battle
Half won
Working at home now
There is no go out to play
It’s all a muddle
A splurge of a weekend
Blurred days
Fall in and over each other
Shopping from home
Delivered to the door
Chocolate chip cookies
An unwanted necessary
Yes really
Is your arse getting fat
From the lack of exercise
Did you lose your telephone
In the lost land under your thighs
Does the sun hurt
When you venture out
How many idiots did you see
With their snotty noses hanging out
Words are splendid
If you want to really know
When sod all happens
And you’ve nowhere to go
All those half dreams
Have vanished in the fog
All those designs of a future
Flushed down the bog
It’s all tittle tattle
In a topsey…

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Author: idgiestark

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