October 28, 2013

the room is white and grey, so is the world you fear

By Crazy Irishman

If you enjoy the
window
view,

why

do you hide
sitting on
your
steel chair
curled
up
chin on knee
socks
on seat
heals,
driven into
back
legs

there is a mole on your shoulder-blade
the one leg is
missing that rubber thing
on the feet to keep the
floor scratch free

still

you would rather
stare
out that window
curled up
like a piece of
fruit
uneaten
and dream of what
you
think you
can’t have

the world is only a few storey’s
down
you could jump
and survive

and then conquer

but in sock feet
you would
rather stay
curled
and shiver
away
the
day.

About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called crazyirishman.wordpress.com, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on https://www.facebook.com/crazyirishmanpoetry where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman
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