MAGIC CARPET RIDE

I have a magical council flat

it comes on state benefits

with a joy-stick

for matters of travel

and worth.

As I fly across

the world with my door

tightly fastened against crime

I wonder who will knock

when I land

on some distant shore?

Facing the wall

the 36 inch flat screen

I hit fire

and alarms ring, pull

back on the stick

and circle back homewards

another fiesta of colour joining me

on the way to the realty section

of the newspaper

for a new abode

with less ramshackle feelings

of tenuous hold on me and further

less flight time.

 

 

COPYRIGHT BRUCE E SAUNDERS 2018