The Ecology Student

THE ECOLOGY STUDENT

Always eats alone
And keeps her own company

Her head in a book
Even in the dining hall

Their whispered nickname
“The Academia Nut”

Oh yes, she’s heard it
But you don’t let on of course

Dignified silence
A study in deepest blue

Mindless cruelty
She fingers her hidden scars

Stained with history
Like the poor planet itself

And Besides

AND BESIDES

I don’t think
Going for a walk
Is a good idea
It’s quite cold

And besides
It’s getting late
And we don’t want
To be out in the dark

It is in vain
You display to me
Your broken heart

For I am unable
To repair it, dear one
And besides
I have one of my own

Come Back. Over.

COME BACK. OVER.

Who cared? Who cares?
Who learned? Who learns?
Who fails to learn

who cares who fails
to learn this far down
their very own rabbit hole?

Grubby weathered report
holed up in a cornered pocket.

Darkness. Silence. Stillness.

Out of echoes of memory.
Send me some fresh news.

Come back. Over.
Repeat: send memories of echo.
Come back. Over.

Remember that day
we swore to bring down
the house?

Fellow Travellers: Shadorma

FELLOW TRAVELLERS

We’re always
Travelling alone
Companions
Merely serve
To distract us from what is
Inescapable

Next On The Agenda

NEXT ON THE AGENDA

Perhaps sometimes it’s not
About you trying to connect
With another but about you
Waiting patiently for them
To try to connect with you

Supermarket Robots

SUPERMARKET ROBOTS

HI

HI
HOW ARE YOU?

SEE YOU LATER

SEE YOU LATER
HAVE A NICE DAY

HI

HI
HOW ARE YOU?

SEE YOU LATER

SEE YOU LATER
HAVE A NICE DAY

HI

HI
HOW ARE YOU?

SEE YOU LATER

SEE YOU LATER
HAVE A NICE DAY

HI HI HI HI HI HI HI HI
HOW ARE YOU? HOW ARE YOU?
HOW ARE YOU? HOW ARE YOU?
SEE YOU LATER SEE YOU LATER
SEE YOU LATER SEE YOU LATER
HAVE A NICE DAY
HAVE A NICE DAY
HAVE A NICE DAY
HAVE A NICE DAY

Pulling Teeth: Shadorma

PULLING TEETH

Tried to have
A conversation
Harvested
Sweet zero
Not hard to see how she drove
Her partner to drink

Crazy Love

CRAZY LOVE

Love is like sugar
Craziness is like salt
Without either life is tasteless
While too much of either
Quickly spoils the enjoyment

But in the right proportions
Ah, how to describe it?
I do not have the skill
Still I know it when I taste it
And want to lick the platter clean

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I have posted this one before but way back in 2012 so nearly none of the current readers will have seen it before.

Paranoia: Four By Six

PARANOIA

When you really don’t trust
Anyone the last thing
You want to tell them is
That you don’t trust them

Blame The Wine: Double Shadorma

BLAME THE WINE

He’s sorry
She ever approached
him … But then
So is she
Nothing left but to withdraw
With eyes averted

After all
Martial arts training
Lesson one
How to fall
Safely without injury
So glad he learnt that