In the wardrobe door

The bloke
in the wardrobe door
is flat and out of ideas.
The hair on his head
has had as much death
as it has had life and
there’s a red mark growing
under his eye. He’ll pretend
it was from a punch
to make him sound exciting.
He’ll tell no one about
the way he cannot
stomach shifts in plans
as easily as before;
when he wasn’t just the bloke
in the wardrobe door.

© Carl Burkitt 2021

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