Christmas Poem (revamped)
I wrote a poem called ‘Merry Christmas’ back in 2009 and I felt like revisiting it. The original poem was posted on Overland back in the day when there were only a small handful of bloggers and we could post whatever we wanted…ahh, those were the days…The two poems are very different. Enjoy and happy holidays to you all!
Christmas Poem
I’ll gift wrap Christmas for you
tie a tidy bow around it
just to see your eyes glimmer
in commercialisation glitter
I’m not angry about Christmas anymore
because I’ve lost my innocence
but you have not
I want to make life an adventure for you
before you start growing and seeing
and your heart breaks in two
I want you to believe in Santa
as long as you possibly can
write a letter and leave
cookies and milk
tuck you in at night
all excited and bursting
for the morning light
going to shopping centers
makes me feel ill
but I’ll do it for you
again and again
you’ve got a new little cousin too
he arches his back
tries to reach the sky
for his playmat
soon he’ll be big like you
and you can dance to carols
together in the living room
I’ll gift wrap Christmas for you
tie a tidy bow around it
just to see your eyes glimmer
Life
It never turns out like you planned
or maybe it does, but you’re not prepared
yet somehow I feel cheated out
of the Greek myth I was raised in
the perfect picket fence
it was chainsawed to woodchips
I scramble for the pieces
to puzzle us back together
when I don’t really want to
Your house, our old sanctuary
your new joy, my cemetery
you’ve already renovated me out
added a new coat of paint to the fence
and suddenly, I don’t live anywhere
I cry when we fight
but I’m really just
arguing with myself
I say this to my mum
as I lay on her couch
and she takes care of me
because I can barely move
the alleged ulcer in my stomach
expanding every time I think
You’re dying inside me
burning my lining
I cough up the acid
of what has happened
the remnants of us
every time I speak
they pumped me with the drugs
at the hospital yesterday
and I was relieved
Yes, fill me with drugs
pump the fence to oblivion
when the doctor came to my house
and told me to go to the hospital
it was the middle of the night
and I was alone
like I will be
from now on
I watch the hospital chair
my Dad sitting in your place
you call and say you want to visit
but I don’t want you to
tied together forever
by our daughter
I squeeze the blanket
petrified by my body’s protest
the doctor’s still aren’t sure
what the hell is going on
and I repeat
It’s over, It’s over, It’s over…
Little Raven publishes my audio
December 5, 2011 at 9:20 pm (Creative commentary, Poems (R rated))
Little Raven are a new publishing venture, publishers of erotic fiction and I am happy to announce that an audio poem of mine from Love and Fuck Poems, ‘You like to f**k the darkness in me’ has been published on their website. This Thursday the 8th on the 3CR spoken word program I will be interviewing Little Raven directors, Van Roberts and Yasmin Clement. The entire show will be dedicated to erotic spoken word and Little Raven will be showcasing work from some of their new writers(including me!). The show is adults only. Also on Thursday night at 7:30pm, Little Raven will be hosting their monthly event, Spin the bottle. The event is open mic and anyone can read up to 1000 words of erotic writing, but make sure you email them to get your name on the list if you want to read. It will be held at Re Vult in the city, 344 Swanston Street and I will be reading a little something myself. Hope to see you there and enjoy the audio!
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