Matt Nicholson

 

 

 

Cerebellum (a secular prayer to the vacuum)

Teach me to draw,
to poach eggs,
to bring a streak-free shine
to every mirror in the house.

Teach me to swim,
bare, beneath the rush-hour bridge,
to dive down to the cloying river bed
where all the discarded pistols lie.

And, if there is time,
on any given Sunday,
teach me to be emancipated,
to be satisfied,
like Einstein in a garden shed.

 

 

Matt Nicholson is a writer and performer from the East Riding of Yorkshire and his first two poetry collections were published by Kings England Press. He is currently writing a third collection for publication in 2020 by Yaffle Press.

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