May 3, 2020Uncategorized Leave a comment MAGIC CARPET RIDE Thoughts on this day of isolation…. TOO LONELY TO MAKE SENSE - AGELESS POETRY - DADA 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 View original postShare this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...