Poem -

The Bin Men

The binmen come on Wednesdays,
It's grey bin day tomorrow,
Do you think if I gave them my busted heart
They could recycle my sorrow?
Return my heart as bright as it used to be
Refreshed and fully cured
Send my sorrow off to landfill
Or use it as manure.
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T Starbuck

:) ....can't carry on blubbing though can I...? (though I will...)

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T Starbuck

Thank you...I have been a bit upset tonight, I'm trying to exorcise my pain with some poems...it's very cathartic but sometimes very painful this writing lark.
x

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