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
Thursday, 24 June 2010
Monday, 14 June 2010
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
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
Monday, 7 June 2010
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?
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?
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