Schwa Stressed Sofa
Crappy Couch Cue
Destiny is harsh
For girls like you
Weighty, wide, quixotic, big-ticket
Unkempt, shabby, destructible look
No one would sit on you anyway
Drowning in the shadow
Of loud talks
Your barren arms
Disassembled with tremendous force
By the strongest man in town
With a hammer, screwdriver, scissors, and two knives
What are you going to do now?
Left alone in pieces
Forgotten
All that
Was your life
With concealed cigarettes, body lotion, a few coins
In your intestines
Wood and various materials conjoint with staples
Old M&S crap
Had seen too many of this apartment
Tenants
Perhaps has been to other countries
Bought second hand
And not given a hand
It’s such a sad
End
Sitting tight in a blue Ford Mondeo Estate
She’s looking around curiously
Where to lay her broken legs
Farewell, my dear!
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July – August 2021
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Moon Desert
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BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
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