Bread

I flung my body
Like bread to the ducks
Stale biscuit sweet
Hard.
Cruelly misbaked
to the wrong Baker.
Pecked at my dolly sized pieces -
‘Keep still’
Pretend not to feel the pain.
Repeat: ‘I am still bread’ ‘I am not dead’
But deep inside   
I felt the snaps
of beaks,
the disallusion of
winged hopes
flying me to new promised lands.
As I float
I tremor at
What lies beneath
the depth of the muddy [...]

Oceans apart

An email
My day is multi-coloured yellow
Could
Would
Should
write back 
Fly a plane in the clouds above 
Puffs of white ‘I love you’ fluff
But
I swim in his words
Until they grow distant
Until I feel the Ocean between each consonant
Until the music fades
Until
Stubborn?
Proud
Refused him 
Ignored him
Denied him
When he is clearly the only man I could contemplate
Loving
To save myself?
Diving in
I refuse
to lose myself
I refuse
to follow 
I refused
to even meet him [...]

Lazy-cat

Im late
Which once would have affected me
I would have picked up my pace
Slightly
Rushed even
But now
When the work I do isnt the work I DO
I can choose to languidly cat-stretch away my morning
In my own good time
Stride up-hill
No guilt
No shame
Easy-living
I have to say though
I would rather be GO-GO
Anyday…

Boys

Boys play football inside my head.
They tackle and score and kick me in the net.
The ying is that they wake me up.
The yang is that they just wanna f***

That Mouth

That Mouth 
Licks a choopa choop in a circular motion, chewing at the straw.
Swear words roll off the tongue dripping onto the floor with the melting ice-cream
Beers fizz, swig, knock-out to forget.
Those unsaid words choking.
Gulping.
Whimpering. 
Lies pattering out P.P.P.P.P.p.p.p.p.p gunshots.
Humming with the summer bees.
Flesh and lips and salty licking and sucking and [...]

No

NO
The power that word possesses.
To lift you up to the empyrian.
To firm anyhandshake.
Steely blocks trunking into the warm baked earth.
An ascension of tall plural boscage.
Swinging canopies of laughter.
The dearth of wantonness.
Stranglehold.  
Laugh you twitter-ball.
Chinese lamp-smile for the boys and the girls.
The tears wont flood the seas of [...]

On Love

“Hello I’m Love
I’ve just popped by for a cup of sugar.”
 
After a steamy night you arrive unnannounced and pitch your tent in my head.
Earmuffs cant stop you – seeping in through my eyelids and bellybutton.
A lions pride.
Bullock.
 
Love channel flicks you with its remote control.
Sand’s tempesta.
Polaroid snapshots.
Swallow the butterflies.
Tingling and peaceful.
Thank you Thank you Thank [...]