Rob Schackne #876 - "Me too"

                                   for Peter Walford

Me too, I used to be the slime
but now I sit in a rented cave 
that overlooks the valley
and keep the rascal bats
& wretched hagfish out
birds are quiet, sunset comes
I move to a desperate ledge
almost find my breeze
fool myself into poetry 
and sometimes wonder why I'm dead