Ant Smith

Poetry

Fragile things are beautiful

Fragile things are beautiful

Especially when they're broken

But beauty has a nasty bite

When it is awoken

Dreams have a power to delight

Especially when they're spoken

But delight has bad side effects

That hide behind net curtains

Between dream and sleep you find

Your cache of secret tokens

Spend them well and you will be

Happy in your dreams

Fragile things are beautiful

But beauty is obscene

Poetry