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See her

28th May 2008

Alice, she’s so pretty
Walk a little ways away
Then come back
See you move, Alice
Your name’s been used, Alice
Like you were used, Alice
How long’s it been, Alice?

Alice, she’s a surfer boy
Writhing on flesh waves
Alice, don’t walk away from us
You know you like
Our heavy press junket
Heavy breath
In the backseat of your father’s
Rickety, old Mazda Miata
Fuck him.

Posted in Shit poetry on Wednesday, May 28th, 2008 at 6:40 pm
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8 responses

  1. Z comments:
    28th May 2008 at 7:17 pm

    I love your punk soul.

  2. clarissa comments:
    28th May 2008 at 8:43 pm

    me too.

  3. See him comments:
    28th May 2008 at 8:49 pm

    Alice, such fond memories
    You’ve changed so much
    Like you, I’ve also changed
    Please forgive me.

  4. lissa comments:
    28th May 2008 at 11:46 pm

    gotta love poetry with an attitude.

  5. Jim Murdoch comments:
    29th May 2008 at 5:19 pm

    I don’t think it’s possible to hear the name Alice without thinking about Lewis Carroll’s creation. It’s almost as if every woman with that name wears her like a shroud.

  6. isabellebo comments:
    30th May 2008 at 4:58 pm

    I like that ani smith
    she shows her guts
    visceral , dark-dirty
    but other times she’s
    pretty as ribbons

  7. Ani comments:
    31st May 2008 at 4:49 pm

    Thanks for your comments all. You warm my punk soul to its core. ;)

  8. Jo comments:
    21st June 2008 at 12:16 pm

    Great, really love the energy here and the repetition works so well.

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