Sunday, 30 June 2013

rough terrain

hiking up the rough terrain
in fairlight,
he was trying to attain
he was trying to dissociate
with the lies that he
had substituted for truth
 the truth he never claimed 
he needed the rough terrain  
like a poet needs pain
like a naturist dreads the coming rain
on a cold winters night
-at the beach in fairlight-
it's not fair, like.
why couldn't he just 
come back