A Choice of Three Autobiographies

Joshua Bond Poems Leave a Comment

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I came.
I made a small noise.
I left, praying I’d said a proper goodbye.
Was that it?


An examined life is best done now
for past is dog gone home
and future is cat crouching

it’s nine o’ clock in the morning
after a late night out
and I am done with weeping.


I wasn’t sure if the fire would ever get going
so many duff matches …
but in the end it only took one match
struck cleanly
and placed carefully.



© Joshua Bond 2016

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