Smells Like Plastic – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

woven in flesh taken from your arse,

is the never-ending quilt that was to be a scarf,

a willow,

a wisp,

a chosen decree,

open the window,

jump to be free,

signature bedskins,

watered down drinks,

a harbour to see me,

a fledgling to be kept,

forgotten,

forget,

waves of nausea,

potential disease,

yes,

no,

wisdom,

plastic trees,

winter storms,

a window,

pillow cases filled with gold,

beige coloured drones,

quiet..