Are you alright?

There is a light

behind these dark eyes

presently shining inward

like a torch searching

for a valued coin

rolled under the

sofa

the buzz of tinitus

makes straight cuts

marking templates out

for future sounds

so I sit

bound to confess

dishonesties

always the pacifier

giving way and

when asked if

‘alright’ would

lie and answer

‘yes, fine’

for fuck’s sake

enough

the torch finds

the coin and it

is pushed into

the slot marked

‘speak your truth’

7^th august 2011

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