Jodie Louise Pollock
Soul, Mind, Life. - Poem by Jodie Louise Pollock
A stack of books on the shelves,
A pile of paper on the table,
A crowd of coats on the floor,
A broken heart in your soul.
A load of dishes on the side,
A heap of washing on the chair,
A mound of shoes by the door,
A lost mind losing control.
A list of jobs on the cupboard,
A mountain of clothes on the bed,
A stack of ashtrays in the corner,
An empty life taking over.
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