too many

there are too many people in this head
friends that weren't
lovers that didn't
faint others that can't be defined
but won't be confined
to their cabins

the passenger list is too long to sort out
can't bother with making the effort to shout
"bugger off now or cough up the fare"

there are too many people in his head
the skeleton
dancers provide him
no answers while truth begets lies;
a jumble of flies
in the ointment

in judgment he sits but it’s so clear to me
there's no chance of his ever getting off free
while he oversees the tribunal

there are too many people in this bed
old bodies, young bodies
undiscerned somebodies
piled high and deep
coming between us
precluding sleep

§ § §

Carrie Berry left a long time electronics manufacturing career in the US to pursue a life conducive to her first love, writing.

Living in Scotland for the past five years she has completed her first novel and is working on two others. Poetry and short stories fill the time between editing her two literary web sites:

fandango virtual
and (with her husband, Jim Maddocks) Bonfire.

You can reach her at fandango.virtual@btopenworld.com.

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