Pyramid Noir
Kali Princess warrior of peace
Go to thy bed and dream
Like a jewelled oiseau
Long stretched Neck
With phallic beak you
Provoke
Sharp Claws attack the Sun
Old shoe of Life's love
Cerebral Contusion
You catch the A train lipstick on leopard shoes
Mascara magic lines your eyes
And you flip strut easy to your desk
You read about Ri Ri Nigella and Miley
Bullets bore black skies with Drones
And Barbie instagrams pop up in your inbox
It's a Niqab of veiled ignorance which festers in the basement of your mind
Down three shots- giggle box time
Circling ravens and the crescent of Hate
Wing you to excess
Your world yellow green and red .
Telephone Call From Suzie
See you at five , I''ll be wearing ripped skinnies and my Trilby
The day was soured by lies
It was Monday -flat -fucked up like her mood which clung to the room like the stench of fecal unrest
Tune in to cyber shit- take a hit tune- out
Ignore the rabid elegance of hate shooting the motherland from behind the quiet safety of middle class netted curtains
This is the suburban squawk of mottled gloom .
Archive it for posterity
Then drink it away in afternoon rain.
Kali Princess warrior of peace
Go to thy bed and dream
Like a jewelled oiseau
Long stretched Neck
With phallic beak you
Provoke
Sharp Claws attack the Sun
Old shoe of Life's love
Cerebral Contusion
You catch the A train lipstick on leopard shoes
Mascara magic lines your eyes
And you flip strut easy to your desk
You read about Ri Ri Nigella and Miley
Bullets bore black skies with Drones
And Barbie instagrams pop up in your inbox
It's a Niqab of veiled ignorance which festers in the basement of your mind
Down three shots- giggle box time
Circling ravens and the crescent of Hate
Wing you to excess
Your world yellow green and red .
Telephone Call From Suzie
See you at five , I''ll be wearing ripped skinnies and my Trilby
The day was soured by lies
It was Monday -flat -fucked up like her mood which clung to the room like the stench of fecal unrest
Tune in to cyber shit- take a hit tune- out
Ignore the rabid elegance of hate shooting the motherland from behind the quiet safety of middle class netted curtains
This is the suburban squawk of mottled gloom .
Archive it for posterity
Then drink it away in afternoon rain.
