Mark Eyre

Rookie (01/03/1986 / Pontefract, UK)

The Johnny That Lurks / Cabbage Patch Johnny - Poem by Mark Eyre

My vocal chord will spin
Time woven by the gentle hand of Mother
Apple cores and may flies swoop

A gentleman fishing over yonder
Grasping his offspring tight
Yet grasping his rod tighter

In the distance a bicycle bell
Girls with grazed knees
Spitting on doc leaves

Flowers fail to grow today
The sun has died
Where did my diary go?
And who threw this condom over the fence?

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 23, 2008

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