Stop pretending and get down here. They said before I came that you would sleep in a cot next to mine tie my shoelaces tuck in the sheets whisper Billy Joel to drown out the Beretta’s. That you didn’t just sit on a seven-headed lion occasionally rocking your foot back flattening 23,000 people with …
What Consolation
How did the cake taste? Be done now with these jewels, macaroons, waltzing tunes. There is no more consolation in a rose garden. It never belonged to you, nor that head of yours. Famous hair gathering in sheets and sheets: silver glue sticking to your neck. Slice. > You made it too easy for them. …
Ceciley Pund 