poetry, Uncategorized

but i’m telling you

there were twenty of them

in velour purple tracksuits

pristine fat sneakers

like hardback books bound

with obese laces

all stood together

waiting to get on

the ride

so i walk forwards

throw on a grin

into the spotlight i imagine

shines on me

heart racing like the rain

later that afternoon

and i walk in front of them

get on the bloody ride

and they all looked at me

with wide smiles

which never reached

their eyes

later, in a bunker,

they laid down

bitter dust of enough tablets

to usher them down

leaving the meat behind

going into space

as stardust

and i didn’t tell anyone

until now

but i’m telling you

 

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