folk music

Trampled by cows before your wedding

An agricultural disaster

Folk music either way

You asked me to hold you like a flower

A tulip, pulling hair from a plug

Sheets your hair the smell of the industrial oven

Asymmetry and grease

And can you do this? And this?

And for what

Class war one woman at a time

Knowing the buses by their shape, your sister found your smut

Fat Germans by the seaside, arses and frankfurters

Your skin like pastry

And you, wet fur

On your knuckles, ape, low pelt

Human zoo as castle

Words and glasses

The modern monastery

.

And you, violent

Mocking

You got your ribs, nose broken

Your absent heart scraped

A scar from throat to stomach

And you, too good

All the hips of everyone else

A hog and a barrel

A feast, a roar, a sausage roll

.

And you, a garden of tears

Cold space, born of stone

Hero of the void

And we had sex, which was good, I said

Why? You asked

It had not occurred to me to wonder

.

The worst thing you could be at school was frigid

A word no one uses now

What the ever-living f**k was that about

The long sixties

The pendulum didn’t just swing, it smashed into the sky

And in its place a thousand screens

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I just want a baby to love me the girl at school said

The short loop of a life

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Get your leg over the older girl said Do you get it yet

Get it over with

You want to be an adult?

Drink with the old men in the pub

Red velvet curtains

Felt like fate

Everyone tastes the same in the end