Monday, 7 December 2009

Humans

On this night I am in need of scaffolding
May your bones be my scaffolding poles
I am the seat that needs to sit down
I am the map that needs directions
I am the cough sweet with cough
I am the crutch with the broken leg
I am the kettle that would do anything for a cup of tea
I am the can of deodrant that suffers from B.O
I am the road that dreams of travelling
I am the sleeping pill that suffers from insomnia
I am the fork that is starving
I am the pair of scissors that needs a hair cut
I am the pump that needs inflating
I am the breast that craves a nipple to suckle on
I am the sun that longs to be shined on

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