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Ping16

you can't save your own bacon
the sleeping draught didn't work
I dined on casseroled herbs
& spent another night
afloat on waking dreams
degendered dancing rainbow fish
your lumbar tattoo an enneagram
traipsed in lip-gloss and sherbet
I bought a grow bag
for our stifled hearts
& snuggled 'neath the tissage
of our new rewoven souls
scrape away this frail winter's edge
beneath lie flakes of primrose blue

 

 

 

 

Artwork, "ping16". Pencil and Spray Paint. Copyright © Rebecca Forster, 2015.

Poetry copyright © Simon Marsh, 2015.