simon alderwick

two poems

CONTENT WARNING: ANIMAL ABUSE AND VIOLENCE
 
just so you know

 

the neighbour's cat

clawed up

my uncle's tricycle

upholstery

ripped the seats to shreds

 

my uncle took his air rifle

shot the cat

& gave it to

a squatter family

who gratefully

skinned

& cooked

that cat

 

my neighbour's on her front porch

whistling

calling the cat's name

 

my uncle's in the backyard

shooting small birds

he will fry

 

 

slosh 

 

an onomatopoeia of a word

hand shaking 

slosh-a-losh-a-losh

the petrol can

colour of rage

should be green

like her eyes

 

her mood stone jade

yours a hollow block

you do a little dance 

as your pour your heart out

all over the baby

blue B-M-double-U

 

(double V surely)

 

as you take flight

your cape flaps

your feet bare

-ly touch the ground

 

is it a bird?

is it a plane?

 

no! it's

a relationship starting 

a relationship ending

 

with a bang

27 February, 2021

Simon Alderwick currently lives in Wales. His work has recently featured in Burnt Breakfast, The Adriatic, Green Ink, Dust and The Daily Drunk, among others. He is on Twitter @SimonAlderwick