Wednesday, 11 October 2017

Midnight yearning

Your body
Middle-of-the-night Maggi*

Soft warm noodles-comfort food
Has me soothed

And yet, not full.

So I am always left feeling
I could've done with more keeling

Pea flowers and joined palms
Sliding thighs and knotted arms


When finding it difficult to breathe
We could’ve bloomed open as gasping seas.

*I try not to think of lead when I am thinking satin

First published in The Squawk Back, Oct 2017.





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