Hale-Bopp
Projecting a dusty beam
at the earth’s cinema;
a falling snowball
waiting to be caught.
You open your bright eye
at us but never wink.
A hole in the sky
spraying an iridescence
of question about you.
Your two tails sail
on the tide of felicity
around the cosmic pancake
which is your heart.
A dropped scone
in the night sky.
Pirouette
In the hospital
in the final
counting of days
You saw ballerinas
waltzing
hand in hand
Their little
numbered bibs
pinned to skin
Ambulancing home
you settled down
Never quite making
it to the kitchen
To die suddenly
in your pyjamas
The indignity
of jelly
A set of teeth
rolling on the floor
Medical hands
exposing smooth,
ageless breasts.
Spike Versus Paw
The ladybird and the rabbit
both giants of their trade
line up, begin to race
beetling, hopping
scratching, loping
spike versus paw.
Driven by a toddler
egging each position
and me
trying to save
them from extinction
in the process
getting bitten,
better get your mitts on.
Time to stand clear
not interfere
in things spoken
when it’s best to listen.
Obsidian
Smooth and round
cold warming
Veined black
masculine marble
Turquoise
A bite
of ocean
A nugget
of green
Rhodonite
pink pink pink
future magnet
karmic rake
layered sand
Soma
I have allowed you
close enough
Only this far
and stop
This is precision
What have I done?
where are all
the grains?
Gone, sieved
downward
Shard, shingle
into stain
This is our lot
this is not a lot
the tally is fail
We live
to give space
A line so fine
it’s stretching
credibility
Be my nurse
tend my skin
my mind agonised
For pity’s sake
this thing on paper,
this half moon calf
on the ground
is spaghetti
This mess
is only appetite
Yet combining
each string would
summon the swing
of an acrobat.
Wasp Blanket
The heat when it hits
starts at the rib
radiant solar plexus
lava on neck.
Next come spitfires
shoals made of insect
a squadron of stingers
netting the dark.
Yellow-tail landing
wasps bang on target
face, body, hands
a blur.
Peel and examine
trap in a blanket
the serve of a light bulb
batted above.
The mind is a furnace
electrical synapse
fuse and confusion
blown right apart.
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