How many do I count 

left side and right 

they spy me out 

on the other side of the night

I still say no 

cos it's not my time

to make bread for men

to be on the other end 

of a long stick

12/7/14

Coaster

six years later

she's still something sane

they want the soup

the feel better juice

but mama don't cook

on Thursdays 

it's time for the sun

and setting 

king-sized dreaming

where ink, words and memories

fuse into a soft blue 

my long toe curls

so many worlds to coast