the sense olfactory
of synthetic blueberry
soap suds of mauve and
shadow on pillows
raven’s wing
an Elvis thing
old sailor’s ink and
pale skin,
don’t give in
to grey
Photo: Dean Truderung on Unsplash
Month: March 2018
Change is gonna come
there must be a better way
but what is it?
beating head ‘gainst walls
expecting butterflies to
explode
from the fissure
nobody’s listening
writing about rebels while
paperclipping plain white pages
ineffective rages
of trapped princess
insane
beauty-loop of
fake
worthless
don’t know
how to
what to
no way
to make it
change
Photo: Shianne Morales on Unsplash
Irresistirebel
bitchy
snitchy
trigger-twitchy
she’s got an itchy… cee
wants to steal
your pitches
swiftly
stamp-trample
fuckshitup
and pee
oh, she notices
your faults and smirks
she lurks
in corners
where you thought
you’d be unseen
picking your nose
or worse
and worst
dirty secrets
she’ll unearth
for everyone
to see
but then
she laughs
holds out a hand
come dance
on podiums
such glee!
irresister
rebel sister
burn life down
with me
Pic: Aeon Flux (snatched from https://formerpeople.wordpress.com/2014/02/28/reflections-on-the-avant-garde-in-pop-culture-aeon-fluxs-tides-and-duchamps-fountain/)
Heartplace
it was pink and curved
it was black thick-pile velvet
it had the tacky floor of a Camden boozer
and it smelled like clothes
in the morning
before
the smoking ban
small enough
to hold in one hand
forearms rest on thighs
an imperfect fleshy sphere
a soggy cosmetic sponge
pink-brown, is that my skintone?
outdated, like a cord-phone
a soaked-in scent of hangovers
fumes of long ago
mine, tongue-smooth, alone…
lazy, comfortable, like home
Soundcloud recording: https://soundcloud.com/user-808707280/heartplace
Image: https://unsplash.com/@agebarros
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