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.