Autobiography
On the skin
of an apple,
I write
the autobiography
of an orchard,
selling seminars
on the net
to unknown
prospects, stitching
together a failed
attempt at
a nervous breakdown
with some
laughing gas.
The Sun
Blue from
the petal
of fallen
alcohol
your palm
swears
in anticipation,
kissing
a road less
journey
with cakes
and ale
just to spite
vinegar.
Slander
Storming out of
a soap,
I indulge in
a little vintage wine,
losing the pin number
of my card,
I write a text
message to a piano
to settle my
advocate's bill
with a term
deposit, of renewed slander.
On the skin
of an apple,
I write
the autobiography
of an orchard,
selling seminars
on the net
to unknown
prospects, stitching
together a failed
attempt at
a nervous breakdown
with some
laughing gas.
The Sun
Blue from
the petal
of fallen
alcohol
your palm
swears
in anticipation,
kissing
a road less
journey
with cakes
and ale
just to spite
vinegar.
Slander
Storming out of
a soap,
I indulge in
a little vintage wine,
losing the pin number
of my card,
I write a text
message to a piano
to settle my
advocate's bill
with a term
deposit, of renewed slander.
