Lindsay Crosby

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The List - Poem by Lindsay Crosby

over there in the woods
and here in my eyes
behind that wall
shutting a gate
between two great countries
walking in parks
hunting in a disco
building a bridge
illuminated in storewindows
dressed in culture
acted out in theatres
on canvas smiling
subject it self-abuse
feet on levers
swallowing levellers
caught by admission
bang dead centre
emotionally impacted
lovingly dedicated but resisted
between two warring nations
between two of history’s great lovers
flooded eyes
drinking thoughts
haunted by movement in the dark
despising youth and rainbows
driving without due care
hoping for peace
excited by warfootage
begging a pardon
breaking down barriers
appearances under control
borrowing soap
sold only on Sundays
vodka on teaspoons
sugar in favour of heroin
hostages for freedom
unique perception
stolen in anger
stifled by silence
snooping in the tall grass
wearing faded jeans
ignoring red lights
dinning with the devil being helpful in heaven
desperate for danger
cowardly in the face in confrontation
deciphered in snippets
shooting critics
between the wide and narrow between up and down
switched on to be turned off


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 24, 2006



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