Poet, Audrey Austin

Poet, Audrey Austin
This site is to honour my mother, poet, Eva Ruby Austin.

Friday, July 4, 2014

The Machinist - a poem by Audrey Austin


Plugs are useless
Ipod forbidden
The noise incessant
From morning to night. 

Sparks are flying
Burns best kept hidden
Nothing forgiven
Machine must not cease.
Dreams filled with
Holidays, beaches and palms
Ha! Rent paid and bus fares
With each payday’s alms.

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