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Sales Talk

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , on October 22, 2015 by dc

I’m not that weird comment
Or that salmon nibble,

I’m not that aside
During a strange night out
Or that pickled starter,

I’m not the gap in-between you
And the truth,

I’m the elastic in your clothing,

That stitch that made
Your pants fit sweetly.

I’m that full stop
When you asked
For a comma,

The decision that you’ve
Already made,

The elixir,

The none return,

The win win,
The yes.

Dry Lips Gifting

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , on March 20, 2015 by dc

You couldn’t really
Call them words,

They were
Murmured melodies,

Half way between
Groaning and laughter,

Dry lips gifting
A quick whispered epilogue,

The tiniest circles of spittle
Gently frothing to a close;

It’s the sound people make
When they suddenly realise

There’s no longer
Any need to explain
Every awkward mistake,

To balance out
The feelings of others
And talk just to starve silence.

To some it’s a sigh,
A release,
A full stop,

To me it’s the sound
As a distant star pops.