A Writer's Wonderland [PDF] - University of Portsmouth
A Writer's Wonderland [PDF] - University of Portsmouth
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That will hold her down to the paving evermore.<br />
Pawed digits fumble tumbling copper with gramercy –<br />
As the idea <strong>of</strong> gorging the dragon is once more resolute.<br />
Moons drop again and again, and any realisation <strong>of</strong> nights passed<br />
Would be from her tender waist.<br />
The curtains close on Cecil Grove while she holes up into holes, barely whole.<br />
Gentlewomen and Lords, all shy past with a questionable authority.<br />
Here she lies in the house which never saw the rising sun,<br />
And while deprecation falls from the sky, how could she possibly ever run?<br />
In her home <strong>of</strong> Cecil Grove.<br />
Base pink, to gaunt black to peroxide grey – until the lights turn <strong>of</strong>f she’s here to stay.<br />
Realising Receipts<br />
Terracotta tips, slip past orang-utan lights <strong>of</strong> industry.<br />
What an encapsulating frame they behold,<br />
In stupors <strong>of</strong> steam and lethargic hormone.<br />
Petulant leaves hang from the bodice <strong>of</strong> what they say they want,<br />
But baritone mess from the ground deems nothing.<br />
Dig, and dig, and dig they do.<br />
Pulling up our roots for currency <strong>of</strong> others,<br />
And the comfort, <strong>of</strong> disillusioned mothers.<br />
Ten pounds for a morphine shot and the resonating words, are “fuck <strong>of</strong>f”.<br />
Two hundred or nothing and you’ll still lose your soul,<br />
Where’s the worth in that?<br />
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