"monoxides" poems
Even the sun-clouds this morning cannot manage such skirts.
Nor the woman in the ambulance
Whose red heart blooms through her coat so astoundingly ----
A gift, a love gift
Utterly unasked for
By a sky
Palely and flamily
Igniting its carbon monoxides, by eyes
Dulled to a halt under bowlers.
O my God, what am I
That these late mouths should cry open
In a forest of frost, in a dawn of cornflowers.
28.5k
A countdown for uptown and a night on the tiles,
smiles but beware
there is danger in the air that you breathe
monoxides slide down uptown
doorways polluted
entry, no entry, a sentry on duty
nightclubs for *****
or so I am told
and I'm told that old is the new twenty
well the city's full of twenty-plus
cussing their way on mobility scooters
new age polluters?
Uptown's the new down with it
pit your wits and sink into it or
get a bit if you're lucky and pull.
Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC