I am a victory
Strength in numbers, an algerbraic equation
that has no real solution, such as life
Life is a bowl of cherries
for a hedonist. For the rest of us
Awaking violently from life
in floral fresh bedding
Red raw eyes dry the scenes of
yesterday and her brothers
leaving space for warmth to crack
the panes of glass
wrapped in a safety of linen
How foolish was I?
Viewing worlds cemented in time, like a movie; replaying again
There is dew on the window cill
and milk on the mat, just like before
yet everything is different
just as it should be
wrapped in clean sheets of perspective
served with strongly brewed tea
Paint me in watercolours
to see the true haze
of my affection.
Pastels refuse to blend easily.
Charcoal: too black
Take your time to brush
putting down the pencil – no rehearsals
Just colour me in.
Restore my picture,
stroking turquoise and crimson and buttercup
To bring me life.
Dealt a bad hand
by a cheat
A hand that left her weak
and scratching under the table, for
lost riches and dreams.
A smoke packet – scrapped
scratched on the back
She was taken aback by the writing
beautiful scrawl made
exciting by a different hand.
A new hand.
She put the words in her pocket –
stained her heart, through the fabric
Made a map. Found it –
A Fresh Game.
She played this hand with hands of knowledge
Went to college
Bought her own table
made of marble
and drank champagne.
The drink rests upon that table, marble
adorned by the coasters
of her first hand
Who’s laughing now? A smile upon her face.
I am in love with this man. There is nothing more to say.
“Get your coat, you’ve pulled.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Know what you mean.”
“You don’t sound so sure.”
“Oh, I’m sure, alright.”
“So I get my coat. What then?”
“We could go to my place. Or yours. I don’t mind, I;/”
“What then? Once I am at your place. Or mine.”
“We could get naughty.”
“What do you class as naughty?”
“Stop mucking me about.”
“Why am I?”
“Because you know exactly what;/”
“But I want to know if you do.”
“No I don’t know!”
“Didn’t think so.”
“Now we know.”
“Is that a no?”