Dirty Knees

Dirty Knees

A Poem by Kirsty Woodward

And the people from her past will wonder 

Why they haven’t seen her for a while. 

Why she hasn’t stumbled home 

                          fumbled with the keys 

Why she hasn’t greeted them in the morning 

Why they haven’t fallen into a drunk 

2am 

political debate 

under a streetlight 

(because they loved to squeeze one out of her) 

but they’ll see the stains 

from her dirty paws 


imprints on the pavements 


and the old man

with the old dog 

will remember her 

eight year old 

feet 

swinging in the sun 

on his front garden wall 

and he’ll remember her 

thirteen year old 

front flip 

off her bike

outside his house 

where she split her chin open. 


but she’ll be somewhere 

looking for empty hearts 

cracks in the earth 

fire in the bellies of 

Bloodhounds, 

carrying a scar under her chin.

© 2017 Kirsty Woodward


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Ha... you're funny. Or I understand your poetry incorrectly. It's whatever, good work.

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Dear f*****g lord.... I do my best not to delete coments; especially the super duper stupid ones. .. read more
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Eh?.......
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It's a "drink all day Wednesday/Thursday" so... yeah...just ignore that s**t. I'm kind of hammered.

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Added on May 25, 2016
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Kirsty Woodward
Kirsty Woodward

Nottingham, United Kingdom, United Kingdom



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