‘Should I take the advice?’ – poem (24.05.10)…

A second is the longest time

Hold me, I need you

Downcast but not downtrodden

Spring and tide comes up

Value is nothing

Break and chimes the cut

Riff Raff and True Playaz

Grind the mp5 down into all the bits

Walking up the dark stairs

Into the fluctuating wall of sound

Cap down and no movement

Eyes out scanning

No movement – how?

The vertical rest at the end of the Rider

Sometimes a capital is required.