Film: man who has a friend who’s different to him
Film: the man who had a power and then turned evil or good
Horror film: I got killed at the end but it was sort of my own fault apparently.
People don’t just disappear because the main character stops sleeping with them.
Celeste in the gutter,
“It’s a night spot.”
Just a video of me reading my poem “Unsettled in Suburbia” 🙂
Here’s a link to the original post: https://headdome.wordpress.com/2017/07/01/unsettled-in-suburbia/
Hope you enjoy 🙂 – it was my first time reading on camera – I’m sure I’ll improve with practice.
Also, sorry about the slight buzzing noise, I guess it’s my laptop’s microphone or something.
needle striped houses
and polka dot trees
servile tulips that bend at the knees in
hanging basket greeting
of a queen so rarely seen
except for every day after 5
candy striped husbands
kids that skip unpleasantly
chipper to school
neighbours who swing
in Whoville unseen
grassy assed teenagers
stupidly keen on Ricky for some reason
with his sleeves a different colour than his jersey
and that jock swag of a chin too large
and an eye in perpetual wink