Rest for the wicked

Southampton, Saint George’s day
Bees buzzing through my head
(They could be dragons)

Me searching for words
lost between croaking floor boards
(The snoring encore)

Jane gently jests
Superman takes no orders
(Where did that come from?)

Beer for the dancing man
Meat sausages with vegan mash
Rest for the wicked


5 thoughts on “Rest for the wicked

    1. Angela van Son Post author

      I was in my B&B after you and Jane dropped me off. My head was buzzing, I couldn’t sleep. I was trying to catch my day and the moment itself at the same time. Looking at the poem, I think I was a bit drowsy 🙂


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