Two Poems
A.K. Blakemore, 7 June 2018
“...  my sex   enter breakfast truck, the bluebottles performing obsequies to marbled bacon   enter girl with manacles. enter so damn adorable. he likes small fuckdoll.   girl who looks plaintively at porcelain salt and pepper shakers shaped like kittens sleeping, intertwined. enter desolation beside a pinstripe spider-plant enter knowing how to dress your pear-shape history history, and after you follow, with a bucket and a mop – or words to that effect ... ”
