Day 27 – If

If I was a poem

my first verse would be

the words and smells around me

in a café on a cold winter day

watching snowflakes

melt on the steamy window

 

If I were a picture

I would be a black and white polaroid

blown up to giant size

on the wall of a white

painted loft, in New York

on Christmas Eve

 

If I were a movie I would

be written by Charles Bukowski

directed by Tim Burton

with Michael Douglas

playing the out of work writer

in pyjamas.

 

If I were a song

I would be Bring Him Home

from Les Miserables

sung by Colm Wilkinson

 

Today I am a train journey

passing through

all of these things

and sometimes

one of them

 

is who I am