Tuesday, 21 January 2014

On Viewing a Segment of the Main Building of Glasgow University Through a Narrow Window

You are tall.
Quite angular, I have never noticed
Gothic arches, Gothic turrets, Gothic windows
Just pure
Gothic
I view the world through a narrow window
Sitting in this large white hall
Within my own space
Own realm of time
Yet onwards life goes
On and on

We are quite similar, dear building
In the sense, at least, that we are out
Of time, I mean
Maybe out of this world also
You are existent in a world that changes
Yet does not change
And I stay here despite the world around me
Busy lives making busy work
Drink, sex, fornication, essays, deadlines
All due, due, due
Yet I am a dull-witted fool
Doing nothing now,
But just existing.

A tree obscures part of my view of you
But I do not mind
Because I know, really, what you look like.
You are, all in all, after all, simply
Divine.

Monday, 20 January 2014

Sleep Coming

Slowly falling asleep
I am
Slowly falling asleep
Boring
Dull and trying to
Listen
Yet
Slowly falling asleep

Saturday, 28 December 2013

Eating trifle in a corset

Its so fucking hard.
I can't bloody breathe.
I am trying to eat this nom nom yum and I
Cannot find the matching g-string to this vice
Around my breast
My chest
Eating this sweet sweet nectar of the gods.
Hello. Ambrosia. Your name is of providence
Custard so cold but so yellow
Cream and jelly
Undertones of a fruitiness that defies the laws of nature
So sweet
King of Kawaii would bow down
Yet here I am
Choking to death
Regretting the decision
To tighten this corset
As the Christmas cheer smears around my face
Sherry trifle
That I was once afraid
Would make me drunk
With a single bite
Now I am sitting. Sexy. Skinny.
Eating trifle in a corset.

Thursday, 26 December 2013

Stars

Diamond in the sky is falling
From the sky
They are memories not a cold light
Full of wakefulness and life
Don't tell the stars to fade away
Because it won't be easy.
No, no.
It won't be fucking easy.

Sunday, 22 December 2013

Lustful

The terrible twisted irony
When the fact you have guy friends
Help you deal with
A possible rapist
Of your unconcious body
As they thirst over you
They look at you
But they stop the man who comes
And tries to take you
For utter advantage

As it is.

Life is as it is.
The world turns around
It goes upsidedown
Then back to front
And side to side
Tilting the earth
Changing the tide
The moon exerts dominance
The sun gives way
Then seizes back power
To bring back the day.
This is life as it is
On our rock twirling around
Side to side
And upsidedown
Again and again and again
On poles and an axis
Our world
Our earth
Our weary lives played out
For gods' benefits
Tiny players in a giant game of chess
Lead me to rest
I want to sleep
And then we begin all over again.

Monday, 16 December 2013

Sea and Sky

Contortion
What do I do
Do I climb the thread of injustice?
Do I scale the cliff of righteousness?
Do I realise I am a sick unforgiving bitch
Dying
Soaring
Underneath as these Icarus wings make me
Dive
Down to the depths of the sea