Writing and running, the food of life

some short poems on the theme of bricks

she built a wall
from chocolate and champagne
it didn’t last long

to fire the bricks
they had to hire
them first

the alcohol made him think
he could walk through walls
the bump on his head
made him realise he couldn’t

she was looking
for the right brick
she didn’t realise
they were all on the left

he had a brick as a pet
he loved his pet brick
and his brick loved him back
right until it broke in two