Treasure Island

Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


Dust Hiding Hiding


Trapped behind cabinet
under behind all furniture
is dirty disgusting dust

dirty disgusting dust
hiding hiding behind furniture
begs begs please no spring cleaning...

danger danger danger! ! !
nine ten years living
in the same house...

means clutter clutter
accumulates accumulates
filling filling filling

every nook
every cranny
in the whole house? ? ?


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Submitted: Saturday, June 15, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013
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Written in June 2013 on the 15.6.2013.
Split image from the poem 'Moving Out Today? ' by Miroslava Odalovic and Terence George Craddock.

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