Friday 3 April 2009

i am the pussy and I take it to heart - sophie robinson

I am the pussy and I take it to heart.
A vacuum - the green howl of dawn - I smell
No more the jukebox of your agony.
Her graze, gushing, was a spangled glob in
The moonlight. Vodka arms with marshmallow
Snarl, & an omnipotent bottom zipped,
gating in her nothingness; silk slip
slouched around her knobbled architecture
& like a blade cutting through her heart, she
realised that the something that made her life
tolerable was a shiny plastic
cupcake, crumbed around her pursing mouth.

“well, yeah”, she said, & could think of nothing
to reply.

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