Stick Poem by Brian Purdy
Stick
Rating: ★5.0
Six months
of heavy eating
& I haven’t gained a kilo
I lie to my wife about it
in case she is
discouraged. Nothing left now,
I’m guessing but
to watch my body
dry up
like a stick
flammable as tinder
bad-tempered as a mattress
no-one lies on.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
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5/6/2024 10:18:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Okay, now we're in my kitchen! Sad but funny. Poignant....no one lies on... is a great line. This one is my favorite so far. S.