nothing new here lollygagging sunshine feebly sneaks across feet tangled duvet xylophone of toes bubbles in lemonade form a circle drink fizzles like the death of a firework four high heels foxtrot upon floorboards rainbow notes to one another spread out as dolly mixtures on a table strewn in coffee mug stains resemble sets of braces crumbs on a sofa white socks on the radiator shrivel and dry shave but leave barbed-wire stubble in the sink by accident fingerprints a translucent vine on the shower door mine or yours skin turns lychee-pink rare fossils earrings sparkle under a lamp making pancakes your specialty let my fingers blizzard over every part I haven’t found yet chuck the ugly bits of me out the window get whipped up in your hurricane speak your name
Written: October 2014. Explanation: A poem written in my own time and another that is (sort of) part of my ongoing city series. Far from original and similar to other pieces in the series, this poem regards a dream I had recently. 'Dolly mixtures' are a brand of small British confectionery. The phrase 'silly little crush' is one I appear to be overusing lately - probably have already used it in a poem.