THERE

feel you must be starved
so, disingenuously,
I offer you this poem

not sure how
life-sustaining
it will be (into
what food groups
do they fall:
metaphors, wordplay,
similes, images,
ink, paper?)

but
the thought is there

with poetry
the thought
should always be
there

here there
there here

what use
is anything
bereft of care?

Published by Damian Garside