Deep, Deep, Deep, Deep Down inside of me There is a door, and It’s locked... I must have lost the key, Or did I throw it away? I know there is something in there. I don’t know if it’s pleasant Or unpleasant. I’m not spending too much time Thinking about it... Or trying to open it. For now, I’ll just sweep around it.
She smelt real nice.
So I put on my real manly voice,
G’day I said
With style and grace.
She looked into my eyes –
My guts liquified,
My palms sweated.
Hello she said,
And smiled a sweet smile
I’ll see forever in my dreams…
I wait every day at that bus stop.
With the suns arrival
and the departure of the night
My body stirs…
It needs stuff.
Tea, strong and white,
Toast - blonde
Eggs, over easy
Painkillers by two
Happy pill by one
Stomach - there’s one for you too
Eyes - cleared
Skin - moisturised
A walk - Knee strapped
Cane - in hand
Sunglasses - prescription grade, on
Dog - ready
Let's do this day.
A short story composed without the assistance of the humble letter ‘A’
I slowly pulled my fingers through the golden flower. Intrigued, I noticed droplets of liquid forming on my fingertips. I stuffed my fingers into my mouth. The sweetness flowed over my tongue.
If this is how to survive in the bush, I think I will be fine.
Things took unlikely turns from this point. “Try this” my instructor grunted. He gently pulled white worms from the split bowl of the tree. My bowels fired. I’m not going to keep this down.
It got progressively worse. Things with legs, things without legs, more with legs, forced upon me.
But I survived!
My pride in completing the course is only outweighed by this complete conviction – If I lose myself in the bush, I will only ever consume the flowers.
Before dark After day Silky air Cool breeze We walk Hands held Talking little Feeling good This date Dinner first Martini next Slow dance Let’s fall In love
Peggy-Sue got married. Not last year, because we were dating then. It wasn’t this Spring either, we were still together, even then. So here is Summer and I’m at the beach, trying to put sunscreen on my back. Peggy-Sue got married yesterday.
moments remembered
summer burns along my spine
‘til death, do us part
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