there’s a man in the house

who doesn’t know
that I’ve had one

of these men before
he thinks that there’s a reason

for him to be here
and there is a reason

there’s always a reason

and there is a reason
for him to be here

he thinks that there’s a reason
of these men before

who doesn’t know
that I’ve had one

 

Published
Categorized as musing

By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

Leave a comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s