In an alleyway of thought

In an alleyway of thought A nibbling rat sniffs amongst the kitchen waste, snouts for a morsel to inch through. It’s a voracious, fat-bellied rat carrier of diseased fleas and nibbler of all that should be left to decompose. Such is clinging mind: it won’t let go. — For another poem that develops a metaphor

Tightly Sealed

In four homemade hummus lines I can tell a half bowl of you about leftover Friday rice. In at five, the rather wrinkled mushrooms tell their brown paper, we’re from Zoe. In four lines broccoli, I, a courgette, can three carrots tell, tell vacuum-packed beetroot about yellowing curly kale on the lower shelf. In a