Thursday, October 10, 2013

P-o-inter






 

Poem (Don't look...)


Don't look.
The world's about to break.







Don't look.
The world's about to chuck out all its light
and stuff us in the chokepit of its dark,
That black and fat suffocated place
Where we will kill or die or dance or weep
Or scream of whine or squeak like mice
To renegotiate our starting price. 








Restaurant


No, you're wrong.

Everyone is as beautiful
as they can possibly be






Particularly at lunch
in a laughing restaurant

Everyone is as beautiful
as they can possibly be





And they are moved 
by their own beauty

And they shed tears for it
in the back of the taxi home 

Harold Pinter








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