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A Wedding Kiss I wouldn't want to beA Wedding Kiss by ~Broadcraig
in the animal enclosure
watching the lions skulk
below a conspiracy of grass
while antelopes collude
to a false sense of security
hop, skip, and jumping
below the horizon of their mothers watchful eye,
I wouldn't want to be
in the animal enclosure
as the lions pounce
like grasshoppers into our skyline
bounding onto the young
tired impressionable innocent flesh
with a dull thump
that leaves a puddle of a bruise on my very ears,
so why do you think
that I would want to watch you
in the very public eye, tearing flesh
from a young girls bottom lip
until I can see that she had pizza for tea
and pulling
What's In a Name? I popped outWhat's In a Name? by ~Broadcraig
of the womb fizzing
like an upturned bottle of Coca Cola
bull rag red screaming 'please
put me back, I don't like it out here.'
my mouth bubbling
with anger, constipation, vaginal fluid
and you lay there
coo-eyed, he stood there
still and emotionless as a corner shop fridge,
and I bet you looked at me
as if I were perfect like a symmetrical corporate slogan
the worlds proudest parents.
"I think he looks like an Edward"
my mother said, "No no, he looks like an Aaron" my father replied
and I wonder now, looking back
whether life would have been different
had a compromise not been met.
"How about Craig?"
he nodded
Falling In Love To The Cure so i'm in love again the butterflies in my stomach are doing those jazz hands twiddling thumbs with the hi-hat lovin' drummers she must be tired 'cause she's been on the treadmill in my mind every day since birth no person should ever undergo that level of exercise she must really be the one, soppy first week she's giving me her eyes like won fairground goldfish over a takeaway dinner doused in vegetable fat batter inside a seaside car park writing love letters with last pool of curry sauce that's always left getting to know each other with greasy folded newspaper spats every time you blink I feel turbulence do you like The Cure? she doesn'tFalling In Love To The Cure by ~Broadcraig
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