I was waiting for this
storm predicted by the BOM
a dirty eggplant cloud
an imagined anticipated
form that altered my body
away from the water onto
slow and measured motion
skating across a wood floor
too afraid of frying
the control box of the wheelchair
anxiety of a day of chancing
dancing in the air creeping
on the ground this juice that
percolates inside me Frankenstein
on a good day own the densest
colour pencils that you can
"on a good day own the densest
ReplyDeletecolour pencils that you can" :D