Wednesday, 21 December 2011

This train will stop at

seat or sofa, stop in bed,
stop for coffee, beer and bread,
stop at nothing, stop my head,
stop that nonsense, stop the blood,
stop the bottle, stop the spread,
stop the car, stop sign ahead,
stop all the clocks – my stopwatch said –
stoptap, stop light, stop off. Stop.
Stopcock’s stopped. Step off. I’m dead.


  1. I love the way this sounds read aloud. Great blog!

  2. Arise dead one! Our Father says STOP!
    Mother earth did stop! She stopped on TOP!
    A LoraX