The Narrowboat
I want to send this town off
along it's own dark veins
in a narrowboat,
bundled in a white sheet,
corners trailing in the peat muck,
stained tobacco sunburst.
Let burnt out scooters
and joyridden shopping carts
be witness to the dregging up
of copper pennies,
which when our hands
were small, we sent hot
and hissing, fresh
off the railway line
to the oil slicked rainbow water,
and I place them, cold now like silver dollars
on the eyes of our sleeping house,
piled in the rubble on the barge;
red bricks and slate tiles,
the rolled sod of the garden,
the homebrew, the bailifs,
smashed Jim-Beam bottles,
electric meters, cold winters
and that empty New Year's Eve
feeling, scraped off the nicotine walls
and daubed over everything like pitch.
Let me loose an arrow,
soaked in whisky, and lit.
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Posted Mar 20, 2022, 11:26 PM UTC
I really like the vibe of the poetry, but the wall text like format really takes a lot from the appreciation for me. A few adjustments in the form, and it will be a banger!
Hi, I often worry I've messed the formatting up. Do you see a wall of text with no line breaks at all?
````Not sure if it`s just my phone, but yeah, it```````````'s a wall of text for me