resarf poetry

( ? )

Menu
Search
Skip to content
  • Home
  • about

but you’ve got to have bread every day if you want to get a baby – that’s what my mum said …

( … lunnchh … )

a poem in a sandwich

it was packed

with ornate language

it didn't go down well

(digestive tract struggled)

but on the innards muddled

the ink was slightly sweet yet subtle

like chestnuts or fox must

(some words swished

in the stomach for a bit)

...



April 15, 2016resarfpoetry Art, but you've got to have bread every day if you want to get a baby - that's what my mum said ..., photography, Poem, Poetry, Words Leave a comment
Blog at WordPress.com.
Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use.
To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy
  • Subscribe Subscribed
    • resarf poetry
    • Join 1,948 other subscribers
    • Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
    • resarf poetry
    • Subscribe Subscribed
    • Sign up
    • Log in
    • Report this content
    • View site in Reader
    • Manage subscriptions
    • Collapse this bar