Poem: lets raise and praise

Once a mad woman

Always a mad woman

I will scream into a birds’ mouth

Seedcake churned for my baby

Wild woman

I will scream until the cows come home

A laptop is my assault rifle

The pencil is my sword

I can choose my enemy at my will

Buy my conscience

clean as cement

can I ever bee free

from das manacles of thine meat machine.

I am I am I am

Am I here?

I’m in the words, tall and thin flashing writing lingering cement

I am here, in between the action, in between the games, the red raw tape

Paper cuts

God, don’t they hurt the most

Tiny, agile rip of my skin

But I wasn’t expecting it I cry

That’s why bug bites 

are a transgression 

How could you do such a thing

And acne too, I thought I trusted you!

tape and the lines

These white lines are my favourite

The blankness, the naked

That’s where my madness lives

It’s the dreaming

The day time kind

You rob that

I will end you

You and I could’ve been something

Here, kiss me quick

Slip a poem between my chest

Ill stuff a book down your boxers

Not just any book no

Let the red worm tape do the talking

Let my birdies sing and take notes

Let the river flow all over under across the seas

Blue red green yellow

I’m dreaming I’m telling you I’m dreaming

Ill scream it down your throat I’m dreaming

Ill open you all wide I’m dreaming

Split the seam of the sky

I’m dreaming

The dreaming

Let me take you on a pilgrimage

we will sit with pebbles in our mouths, lest we chatter

Let’s go on a journey

A quick whizz around a body

Or two

Or three

I’m dreaming, you see

Bon voyage

Mon amour

I fall in love too easy

My love ain’t cheap

The dividends are costly

My love is alchemy

I hope, I dream, I pray

For you and me

Let’s just live easy

Not to heavy eh?

I’ll be gentle as a feather

And you be tender

Meine meat machine,

You’ll pour tea from the top of a mountain

My love catches the piss in a Japanese teacup.