Thrust The Slack. Poem by Peter Vealey
Thrust The Slack.
Thrust the slack.
What is it all for?
The thrust, the slack.
The taking it all back.
What is it really all for?
A little move diagonally forward right,
To be replaced by a shadowy figure
Of the night.
Where is it all leading to?
The stem, the flow.
The inevitable woe.
Where?
Oh where is it all going to?
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
42 and a half ride on the hitch-hikers through the galaxy.
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