Someone dropped A bedframe Off the bridge Into the river. A bed on a bed. How redundant. The locals called it The Bunks. Sometimes they’d stop On the bridge Just to watch it Being made And unmade Under sheets Of green water, Now smooth, Now tousled,
The Bunks
The Bunks
The Bunks
Someone dropped A bedframe Off the bridge Into the river. A bed on a bed. How redundant. The locals called it The Bunks. Sometimes they’d stop On the bridge Just to watch it Being made And unmade Under sheets Of green water, Now smooth, Now tousled,