Two Poems: ‘Melting’ & ‘Robot’

Melting

Meet me round the campfire in a while,
after all the bruisy storms and the high rises
turned to hollow rasps, the lowlands souped,
the roads scabbed.

You’ll be sleeping gently and I’ll know you
by your lurid exterior,
as I know the humboldt squid,
the abandoned arcade.

I’ll be gloomy, so gloomy.
The wind does this to me.

Your most will be
mudslide,
flesh an ill-fitting costume
or three, slung on
an outpost of bone.
Find you
in a rain-rinsed socket,
macerating h
azily,
friends all about you.

Prickled by sunshine,
lanced by headlamp,
the wind, the wind com
  ing through me.
An itch is too much, a song is too

much,
and gloomy,
so gloomy.

Love you for
your face that
molluscs
into the gulch of your

neck,
your lip

that bubbles,

the kissed scar that lowers
on a sy
rup
of muscle

to a
stirruped hip.

Love you for
your    loins
looping at my

feet

but don’t
don’t
d
   on’t
be gloomy like

I’m

    gloomy

but

be
pink
honey.

 


  

Robot

Hey robot, your cackling strut, your striking out
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can be caught by any cockled ear
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to kingdom come, so come dust-burnished
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and scuttle between pocked ventifacts
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Take your teeth to locked chests
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and gorge on spilled armaments
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swallow grip, hammer and firing pin
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but let them learn
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the taste of your fricative tic, your sibilant hiss
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You’ve got them licked, you pig of tin
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You’re all pluck.