Now My Wings Fit

Archive for the tag “poetry”

That Awkward Moment When You’re Trying to Read Someone Else’s Book on the Tube

This is hard, I’m not

wearing my glasses. *squints*. Oh.

It’s not in English.

The Past is Prologue

Dogs’ snouts are
great. They’re like
a nose be-
for their nose.

A pre-nose.

An Observation from a Car Park Wall

The sky is grey and
The rain is drizzling warm:
Goldilocks weather.

Anything Can Be A Bookmark

Having surveyed the
available resources,
I elect to use
a playing card. The seven
of spades, to be specific.

Where’s the End?

I shouldn’t have this
kind of trouble with loo roll.
It’s not Sellotape.

The Longest Day

My everything aches:
Legs, feet, back, neck, head, even
my fingernails.
My fingernails hurt. How
does that even fucking work?

Pesky Bodily Functions

Am I gonna sneeze?
I think that I’m gonna sneeze.
Nope, it was a yawn.

Now the World is Ending

They stayed till the time

came for the sun to rise. But,

of course, it did not.

Thermodynamics

The outside is cold.
The inside needn’t be. Close
the fucking window.

Stairs Are Not My Friend Today

Went dancing last night.
I can feel my legs, but, fuck,
I wish I couldn’t.

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