Toby



Toby was a jug

back in the day.

He was of his time

an old man then

fashionably dressed.

Now he’s ageless

and more difficult 

to characterise.

Animal,

vegetable,

mineral,

alien,

any or all of them

however re-shaped

however mishandled

he still feels like Toby

and still

he’s of his time.



https://www.inkpantry.com/poetry-drawer-the-last-bouquet-endless-toby-by-lynn-white/


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