16 August 2012
I'm filling in the blanks;
The white and black boxes
Side by side,
Bit by bit
Forming words and answers
Some higher being's asking for.
Fumbling through the alphabet,
A simpleton under His gaze,
Cryptic clues adding insult to injury
As I put the wrong thing down
Time and again in biro,
Trying to scrawl over it,
Blotting and tearing the page
Where a puzzle taunts,
To be solved
After death.
The Times • Opuss № I