la la la another poem
Hard lessons learned too late
A tear runs down the side of my face to my lips
Salt, ocean.
I feel my breath like warm wind
And watch my breasts rise and fall as if they were waves crashing against a west coast shore.
Splattered with Seagull dung
Me; pathetic polluted beauty bellow
This mass of broken rock, chemicals, cigarette buds, bottle caps, bits of glass beaten and beaten by the sea. Insulin injector hidden in the sand.
Hot earth where a Seagull feather falls
Adolescent girls play volleyball in string bikinis
An old man talks to a heavy girl on a bicycle, she wears a t-shirt
Headships displaying paraphernalia,
The stench of marijuana stains the streets
A boy chases a Seagull forcing its flight.
The sea was calm once; time had not left it’s footprints in the sand
The air smelt like grass and and birds could walk on the sand and earth
-without sticking to hot concrete.
Even a Seagull could land and rest
But now,
Only ugliness used and still used
Burn flesh and filth and dirt and cancer on the sand
splattered with plastic and seagull blood
A tear runs down the side of my face to my lips
Salt, ocean.
I feel my breath like warm wind
And watch my breasts rise and fall as if they were waves crashing against a west coast shore.
Splattered with Seagull dung
Me; pathetic polluted beauty bellow
This mass of broken rock, chemicals, cigarette buds, bottle caps, bits of glass beaten and beaten by the sea. Insulin injector hidden in the sand.
Hot earth where a Seagull feather falls
Adolescent girls play volleyball in string bikinis
An old man talks to a heavy girl on a bicycle, she wears a t-shirt
Headships displaying paraphernalia,
The stench of marijuana stains the streets
A boy chases a Seagull forcing its flight.
The sea was calm once; time had not left it’s footprints in the sand
The air smelt like grass and and birds could walk on the sand and earth
-without sticking to hot concrete.
Even a Seagull could land and rest
But now,
Only ugliness used and still used
Burn flesh and filth and dirt and cancer on the sand
splattered with plastic and seagull blood