Four poems by Rodney Wood

I am not a silent poet

WHY CAN’T I STAY AT HOME WITH A TAG? 

“The death rate was exceptionally high in isolated populations like prisons and monasteries.” David Ross

everything’s taken / stripped / processed / and I’ve forgotten to cancel standing orders
it’s like the waiting room to a plague house / everything’s taken / stripped / processed
it’s like the waiting room to a plague house /  and I’ve forgotten to cancel standing orders

there’s hundreds of broken windows / lives / I’ll never grass / steal / or watch Emmerdale
I’ve no idea what’s going to happen or why / there’s hundreds of broken windows / lives
I’ve no idea what’s going to happen or why / I’ll never grass / steal / or watch Emmerdale

there’s overcrowding / heroin / it’s scary / and the grey jumpsuits are really scratchy
I’m locked in a cell with a guy who can’t read…

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