Shift by Rob Walton

A welcome return for a Celebrating Change regular, Rob Walton, with a short and atmospheric poem that grabbed our guest editor Clive Birnie‘s attention. Clive says “there is so much unsaid here – and last night I slept in a house where you go downstairs to the bedroom!”

Shift

I’ve been frying this cheap mince for six days

but I can’t get rid of the fat.

It’s doing the knock-off frying pan hokey-cokey,

proud of the way it spat at me.

 

You go downstairs to the bedrooms here.

 

I met a bloke who’d never pissed in the lifts.

 

In the living room I suspect the others

have scratched themselves

on that stolen sofa.

Rob wall photo - JPEG

 

Rob Walton is a writer, performer and teacher from Scunthorpe. He now lives with his family on Tyneside. Poems, short stories and flash fictions for children and adults have appeared in various anthologies and magazines. 

In 1982 he was unemployed and moved to the Pepys Estate in Deptford.  He stayed for five and a half months before going back to Scunthorpe. He sometimes tweets @anicelad.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s