Multiplastic

Als das Kind (after Wings of Desire – Wim Wenders, 1987) When the child was a child He found purpose in paint pots, Lego and Plasticine Wrote stories and walked alone for hours on end Learned to fear imprisonment He had religious experiences on a daily basis Hated meat that wasn’t sausages or dinosaur shapes Listened to records by almost anybody When the child was a youth He found eyesight to be an epiphany Learned to swim and to ride a bicycle Wore green and walked in church parades he didn’t believe in He didn’t want to run or to dance at weddings He watched Multi-Coloured Swap Shop on Saturday mornings And ate cereal with extra sugar When the youth was a youth He rebelled from education, knowing all he would ever need Wore make-up and smoked cigarettes Played records at classmates’ houses He knew he was destined to be an artist, a rock singer, a unique individual Discovered sex furtively and clumsily Refused to go to college for re-sits When the youth wa...

The Cuddle Let me surround you, protect you Absorb you and become your shell Press you into my breathing Let me layer you and make you a pearl So that to let you go Will feel like giving birth And you I want you to draw me down Into your darkness Crush me into your breathing Turn me from dancing gas, to liquid, To something solid Until, from your pressure I become diamond Finally unbreakable   August 2024

August Heat It was hot, just like this Back then When gaslights and red wine broke down a prison wall And I learn how much I could scare myself But that was back then Three, four, five lives ago The prison walls are reinforced now And the lights are cold halogen And maybe the monster has starved to death It was hot, just like this Back then When we ate cornflakes at the front doorstep And stared into the clear night sky   August 2024