April 12, 2024 Poetry

2 poems

By Colin Gee

Artwork by DALL·E

 

La Diva

La Diva
Who is La Diva
not you
bathrobe between the legs in the shards of shattered mirror
stuck in tufts of red shag but
La Diva’s drink is intact
crooked in it innit
gossamer as an anapest
what it’s worth to have learned
what it takes for us to talk
gossiper wurds
squint reader
see La Diva
in your shard
like tongue.


Tats on the driver

Tats on the driver
quite the prose on him
not very damning
autobiographical so
fundamentally flawed?
Mom on the bicep has no say
Natalie got badly smudged
She is goth lips now
I think
Thicc entwined snakes
When he looks left
The whole history has been tough
You can predict it without reading
I been good
I been down
I been wrong but
I been wronged
Roses have thorns
now crouched in ink
Death we have met
And right behind the ear
someone named Joshua.

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