Tonight Matthew

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I’m gonna be a wreck.
I’m gonna be squeamish of fictional injuries.
I’m gonna be wet faced as families reunite
and clog my mouth with starch.
Tonight Matthew
I’m gonna be King Edward.
I’m gonna be an easy target, a sniper’s dream.
I’m gonna be the dust down the back of the sofa.
I’m gonna be a fossil with a wandering mind.
Tonight Matthew
I’m gonna be pointless.

© Carl Burkitt 2020

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