Friday 14th September

A BED FOR THE NIGHT:

She kept pushing it,
“Don’t you think?”
Don’t you think?”
I said,
“It’s great,
but have you seen my island?”
She paused,
Cut me a withering look,
“I love the sun”,
“I love the rain”,
I snapped,
Conscious of the Black hole she was digging for me,
Screwing her face up,
And as it crumpling it grew bigger,
Impossible,
But there it was,
The dangerous woman rocked,
The weight of her head taking her by surprise,
As her friend,
Lost in ecstasy,
Reviewed her photographs,
“Well, I need a cigarette!”
She mumbled,
Stumbling out the door,
Clutching the bubbles of her precious alcohol

(K)

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