Saturday, June 05, 2010

Doodly Doo

Her sister was a lesbian
who slept with a chef.
He was judged by Gordon Ramsey,
and came in second best.

Her hair was a mess,
her lipstick was curled,
her breasts were furled
and hung at half mast.

She came to stay
in my small country isle.
We sceneried houses
and swilled lots of gin
at the local Inn,
after that we stayed in.

She was always a bitch
with a hard to care tongue
and bushfire hair -
she slashed at my feelings
and brought them undone.

Though I loved her so much,
in the end, she went home.


Blogger Chris Never said...


This is a fascinating piece, the descriptive is really cool, love the bushfire hair, but it has a desolation about it also, which really threads through

Good stuff mate

4:58 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

thanks. it was the result of a strange dream.

5:43 PM  

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