Voices #89: only a hawser

89

take no
notice
of that old
twine

he dreams
of a use
that has
long
escaped him

a hawser loop
for some old scow

that’s as much

as the likes of he
will ever
attain

~

Poem #89 from a series of poems heard while on a visit to a second hand goods market and gathered together as: Voices in the Trash (and the Treasure).

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