Talk about build up.

Or rather not talk.

Because during my last attempt at putting this up I managed to blank out the sound, so I decided that this time I would come out from behind the stapler.

Now I am keeping my fingers crossed you can hear me…

(ps it is rainbows, not windows. I knew that. I am just easily confused.)

pps I should also have said that the poem appears in print in the anthology, Poetry South East 2010.