Sunday, 1 March 2009

For Michael

Beside railway tracks, a rusty bike,
Proudly labelled ‘Property of Mike’,
Once-polished frame so mournfully twisted,
Sole witness that he once existed.
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1 comment:

MICHAEL SUTTON said...

A truly brilliant poem. No bias in that judgment of course :)

9 March 2009 at 16:44

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