Something New

Oh no, not you, she said, she said
But something new, instead instead
We’ve been here before darling so many times
I know this script, I can read you the lines

And I want him now, yes the one I can’t see
The one in the gloaming who looks now at me
He isn’t yet present and I’m not yet there
But I sense oftentimes, on the wing, in the air

I could be wrong yes, it has happened before
He may be a friend, just a friend, nothing more
To reach through two worlds and to touch fingertips
To laugh in the dark and to love all to bits

My life is for loving, my friends are forever
But you’re not my friend darling, you are my lover
And my heart, my wild heart is not precious to you
So cheerio sweetheart, I want something new

Now, you're a poem

I didn’t see this one coming
He hit me broadside with a text
Thanks for the fun, take care, it said
I was oooh just a little bit vexed

I’m glad he had fun
I don’t think I did
We had unfinished business
He had two kids

A careless instruction from a man who doesn’t
Oooh they make me cross these boys
A rogue and a scoundrel he is in his eyes
Next time perhaps a blow up toy?

He thinks he’s been honest and all above board
But a person can trick without saying a word
I deleted his number
I turned off my phone
For now, I’m truly much better alone

the nanny cooked me dinner

she cooked me dinner
this woman i didn't know
in the kitchen of my friend's house
the kids were in bed and so...

she was perfectly utterly charming
with this beautiful open smile
she laughed as she mashed
and the oven door crashed
chatting all the while

and i remained there
suspended in air
eating green beans whilst perched on a chair
half giggles half despair
such a bourgeois affair

I hope the exit is joyful and I hope never to return

I fancy myself as Frida Kahlo
Don't much fancy the trolley car crash though
And I could really do without the polio
Leaving one leg shorter than the othero

But two marriages to the revolutionary Diego
An affair with Trotsky, fellow pinko
And a dalliance with Josephine Baker Oh!

Cultivator of the infamous monobrow
Endurer of 35 operations wow
Survivor of a lance through the uterus OW!

Only interested in telling her own story
Showed her world of pain in colour and fury
In later life was an amputee
When gangrene forced removal below the knee
A true icon of feminity
I just like the clothes
She dwarfs me

Lost in Lorca

With a rose in her hair
She rocks in a chair
Ay me, says she

Black thoughts in her heart,
The tears cease and start
Ay love, such love

The swallows swoop and dive
Siesta shadows glide
Ay how, poor cow

La Osa Mayor claims the sky
The chair is still
The river run dry

Ay now, what now?

Love Lies Bleeding

I plunged the knife into his heart
I plunged it right on in
The heart said No,
Its not your place
to bin this man of sin

The heart said So
And I said Oh
We tableaued for a while

His blood pumped out
But he gave no shout
Just twitched with half a smile

The dam broke in my head
A spring creaked on the bed
The mattress now was red
He opened one eye and said

I was only ten minutes late
How d'you get in such a state?

The Thin Line

if i didn't love you
and you didn't want me
then i wouldn't know
and you wouldn't see

if i didn't want you
and you ever loved me
then it wouldn't show
and we might be free