Sunday, December 18, 2016

Jeffree Skewes #35 Off the record

We could meet privately
just you and me
discuss the burning issue

Throw some light...

slice it to the bone
peel back faciae
reveal hands

Beans all over the floor...

don't take it personally 
this veiled naked
ugly sham

Heavy air...

seas of uncertainty
ethical rotisserie
and quicksand

Olympic quick steps noted...

wry puppet slit smile glides on soft leather shoes
you know we also
do in grey

Cement...

one
for each
foot

Just sayin...









image: Tempest digitised painting detail jeffree skewes


1 comment:

  1. There is much to like about this poem. I enjoyed the pared back style and the pace.

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