For breakfast I eat up my vowels, my a e i o u, to which I add from consonants a fricative or two;
After that I move my bowels then write as poets do, and frequently am quite surprised to feel a trill come through.

Tuesday, 18 October 2011

VI: The Lovers

"The only thing I ever got from you,"
he sang along to Bowie in his headphones:
"Is sorrow"
sang the blond-haired girl beside him;
they sang together, looked at each other
and smiled.

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