THANK YOU

The next pome I write will have memory

Right in the middle of it.  A childhood.

Mickey Marley’s merry go round

and a big red balloon with Tucker O Neill

coming behind, the rag and bone man.

I’ll sit here until doomsday, I haven’t motioned

A motion in four day’s NOW.  Somebody said

From my schooldays, ‘you can work it out

With a pencil’ but I’m not going there.

You can stick memory right up your ass!

I’ll just sit here pondering, will I ever rise again.

At least this got a good pome if nothing else

Inspired by Raymond Carver of course.

If only he could see me get back into my wheel-

chair he would have been proud. After that

I’m having a smoke, oh for a fag!  I filled

my pipe and wrote the word ‘WON’

in big letters on my tobacco pouch.