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Scooter sonnet

Part 6 of a series of blogs from the hospital bed from Alice Smith called ‘Connecting to the mother keyboard.’ Inspired by life on a mobility scooter. men want to fuck me. Helpless……. children want to be me. Whizzy..…. my reflection wants to cover me. Ugly.…. the floor wants to greet me. Bang! shops wantContinue reading “Scooter sonnet”

Because

Part 5 of a series of blogs from the hospital bed from Alice Smith called ‘Connecting to the mother keyboard.’ This one inspired by the snap of an ankle breaking . Snap! goes the summer, sunshine down that rabbit hole where the drugs work. Drool. Sweet Mr Blue legally prescribed for you. Fool. Snap! goesContinue reading “Because”

Jesus loves me, loves me not

Heaven is full of echoes and Hell tastes of smoke and mistakes. Am I in Heaven or Hell? Where are you? Can I be in both with the backdrop endlessly flickering from one to the other through the chapters of my life? The edge of glory will trip me up, no doubt. Heaven is fullContinue reading “Jesus loves me, loves me not”

Burn the merry go round

One more go on the merry go round then Burn it. Turn it fast ’til I can’t feel, peel the layers , reel around the fountain swirl and spit into the breeze as memories freeze then Burn it. Turn it. Turn me on then jump on and join us, come on in, the more theContinue reading “Burn the merry go round”

Handsome

This hand made music and grew flowers, it held many hearts but its palm is now dark. This hand made handprints in the moonlight on steamy car windows. This hand held your face and kissed it…and…smiled. Its signature spelled out a mistake made in a minute. I drew a line under a 7 year limboContinue reading “Handsome”