Nowhere To Hide Poem by Stephen Brian Brady

Nowhere To Hide



in the optician's chair
before the wallchart-game
unexpectedly there came the ask
for him to remove his mask

then to complete a questionnaire
phobias proclivities after-dark activities
instances of flying wearing tights
Cripes!
Batman realised his cover was blown

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Stephen Brian Brady

Stephen Brian Brady

Lancashire England
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