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The Betrayal Of The Baby Violets
Longing for the lilac valleys of last night,I awoke in a crater.Fighting the feminine urge to cry,denying myself the decency of dim lights,distant music and total isolation,I was aware of myself,but unsure of her all the same. The sky was full of thunder and magic.I watched it with wistful eyes,waiting for all the ways I…
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Calling You
I am misery’s mistress,but she will not commit,so I spend each night alone,scribbling my name into the pages of an endless atlas,asking myself with a choked expression,where I have been all this time. It feels like another lifetime since I pleaded with the world not to end,but I was not as persuasive as my previous…
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Parasite In Chief, In His Mum’s Idiot Hat
The freight train fires past,and then my view is clear.Clean apartments across the street,untouched and unburdened by the responsibility of being a home,resided in by imaginary, investment capital,close to the capital city but never seeing the smoke,all alone, in a way that I find painfully relatable. This town has nothing to see.I kneel before its…
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Bannau Brycheiniog
I made you a cup of tea,remembering you weren’t here halfway through,but seeing it through nonetheless.It swirled in cinnamon circles as it chased itself down the drain,and I was shocked at the silence of the room,even though I had no reason to expect anything else. I tried to take your photograph last night,half asleep and…
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It’s A Nice Day For A Nightmare
Beguiled on a beautiful evening,ballgown in an almost empty house,enchanted in the embrace of my melancholy baby,trying a trial separation from the trials and tribulations of my subconscious. I told her not to read too much into my dreams,they are just things of fantasy and feathersbut sometimes, they sharpen their knives and I am at…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 