Tuesday, 3 July 2012

Strange Tea



Keep hands and mouth busy

Can't inhale quick enough 

the prescribed brown liquid

Fill as much as you can

into hamster cheeks

sPit onto wall
and call it Art

'The Death of a one'

now dribbles down and stains
my chosen lemon shade

I get a biro and mark the outline

trying to create some form of pickled memory
to preserve in citrus

I dice an onion and
create tears.









3 comments:

  1. heh-heh ... maybe I shouldn't laugh ... but it tickles me ...

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  2. I've just read it again. It does seem silly now.
    Yet when I wrote it that day, I was in a bizarre shock.

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  3. Can't help but think of a yellowistic chamber

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