Smitten

Itty bitty lemon squeezy,

Ask a monkey for a story,

Preach a baby for a may-be,

Ring the number and ask for Kobe.

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Laundry Day

There are days where you wake up with the sun boring into your eyes, dust flickering around you, and the musty smell of unwashed laundry.
Groggily, you'd clamber up from your bed, put on those pink bunny slippers mum got you last Christmas, and head outside.
It's a good day.
A sunny one.

You'd yawn a few times too many.

Lumbering back into your room, you'd collect the discarded pieces of clothing, letting your floor surface revel in fresh air once more.

Carrying all your dirty clothes in a heap between your arms, you hug it close to your chest and dive your face deep into it, breathing in, breathing deep.
Reminisce last week's odours and flavours.
Savour the moment.

Opening a new box of washing detergent, you'd chirp happily; knowing you bought the right variant this time around.
No more overflowing foamy soap bubbles. No more leaky pipes. No more rotting floorboards.
Ahh the satisfaction.

The pleasurable sensation of stuffing the washing machine like a Thanksgiving turkey, and the twinge of sadness in seeing all the past memories ingrained by sweat and the occasional blood and tears about to be tumbled and soaped into inexistence.

Closing the door, you hit 'START'.

It begins.

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Kook

Soft smudges,

In the mornings,

New to the surface,

Breaking the smooth.

I'll be seeing,

The neat folds,

Peking through,

A greasy shadow.

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Toadstool

Ain't got nuthin' on me.

A son of the sea,

Another revenue generating machine,

Ask for a bag of frozen peas.

"Shush" we mustn't speak.

She knows of him.

Salute your supreme commander,

Sleep well child.

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Returns

One foot in front of the other,

Feeling the compacted earth underneath your soles,

Shifting through the lines,

Returning to the mine.

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Eclipsis

The creaking wooden panel,

Hanging off a rusty nail,

Eclipsing the stained glass,

An aperture to His house.

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Sleep

Whats the point of sleeping early, so you can live longer later?

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Mill House

In a pill grinder,

Maize, cornmeal, oats.

Pounded and jostled,

Misshapen rocks to stones.

Beneath the grill,

Lays a written will.

Quickly! Before they seal,

It will be the last thing you steal.

I don't want to be stuck.

Not chained here with you for eternity.

Bored and beaten senseless from day-to-day,

Bread and cheese, is there more?

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Left Behind

There are some things that I should not tell,

As it may put me in jail.

A broken neck,

A strangled child,

These things I should not tell.

Leave them thoughts be,

For all we know,

We may have been.

Frothing at the mouth,

Gasping for air.

Que Sera Sera,

Never has my mother sang to me.

Whatever will be,

Will be.

Become me.

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