Wednesday, 28 July 2010
Hollywood's Top Ten Most Mysterious Drug Overdoses
She threw the roses on the floor,
Like they were used takeaway trays,
"I hate him!" She exclaimed,
"If he thinks all he need do is send me this:
Some cheap garage flowers!
That makes everything okay.."
She flourished an imaginary wand,
"..just like that!"
Her slanted feline eyes demanded affirmation,
I just shrugged my shoulders,
And patted the sofa.
She sat down,
Staring-out the discarded flowers,
Hoping they would spontaneously combust,
But they just cast timid baby shadows on the beech floor -
The roses now stricken by a smirking,
Still,
And pretty smug-with-itself afternoon sun.
"Hollywood's Top Ten Most Mysterious Drug Overdoses"
was about to begin.
"Oh look" I said,
" "Hollywood's Top Ten Most Mysterious Drug Overdoses"
is about to start".
"I'm not in the mood!"
She was adamant!
"God" I thought to myself,
"This really is serious then.."
A few hour-seconds of tomb-like silence dumbwaitered by,
Before her mobile chirruped oddly,
Tentatively,
Plaintively,
Like a broken songbird,
Sending out its last-breath s.o.s.
She oblong-shaped her inevitable sigh,
And lifted up her mobile,
As if it was a dumbbell,
Of papier mache.
She scanned the text,
And then,
Smeared almost comically her most elusive Da Vinci painted smile,
Which blasted the snide sun out of its static orbit,
Atomically,
And out of sight!
And baffled angels descended..
Scratched their heads,
So I just pointed at her.
She giggled,
Glanced at me,
Then turned away all Geisha;
I couldn't help but smile.
"Look.." She flashed the text at me,
But pulled it away more swiftly than a thief,
"Isn't he lovely" she instructed,
"He really knows how to treat a girl.
He's so exciting!
You should be like this."
I nodded,
And,
With statesman-like gravity,
Pointed to the t.v screen,
She assented,
Now in the mood for
"Hollywood's Top Ten Most Mysterious Drug Overdoses".
Saturday, 17 July 2010
I Love You Like A Packet Of Frozen Peas
I love you like a packet of frozen peas,
Yes, that much!
Except that you're not frozen,
Or anything like peas,
Or full of vitamin e,
Although I bet you are,
Because your skin glows all healthy and dewy,
Like freshly frozen peas defrosting..
So I love you like frozen peas defrosting,
Yes, that much!
Except I've never seen you defrosting,
And if I did I'd call an ambulance,
In case you catch a chill,
Defrosting frozen peas.
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Cupid's Pirates
Broken heart-strings.
Broken, yet still they vibrate,
And thrum,
Reverberate,
And hum,
But they're broken aren't they?
The heart-strings snapped.
Replaced with tougher and meaner heart-ropes,
Lassoing the tightened heart,
Now a burnished, panel-beaten sail:
It will survive.
And if Cupid's pirates climb aboard,
And fire their baby arrows,
Or pluck at the heart-ropes,
Through sun, through storm,
Never fear:
Just kill another day.
And,
And if Cupid's pirates climb aboard,
And fire their baby arrows,
Or pluck at the heart-ropes,
Through sun, through storm,
Never fear:
Just kill another day.
And,
Eventually,
Abashed, and defeated,
Silenced,
Heads lowered,
They will always sail away.
Abashed, and defeated,
Silenced,
Heads lowered,
They will always sail away.
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