Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Plastic Pasta Tubes - poem by Freek

Plastic Pasta Tubes


It took 25 years to defrost
Not quite sure about domestic pets 
Life sure gets in the way sometimes
I get way too excited over a notification 
Pink icing on a white sponge cake

Light slowly fades with long shadows 
Sound of streaming traffic and a door slams
Odd socks haunt me as the dust settles
Plastic pasta tubes and a recyclable packet 
It still works so keep it just in case 

Rub a dub dub my tired eyes stay awake
I've met a few nice people along the way
Haunted by the colour purple
Birthday treats in a foreign land
Refresh the page for a glimpse of you

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