The door slams
Hi honey im home
Last night is still vivid in her mind
Broken plates
...
I was feeding my parrot today
And i looked him in the eye
What is his purpose just sitting in a cage
He doesnt know anything about the world today
...
The corner shop was dimly lit
I asked for a case of beer and a pack of nuts
The bag of nuts was yellow and red
The picture on the bag was a peanut
...
I went downstairs to get my mail
Searching through the usual junk
One letter caught my eye
It was from madame zelda
...
Roger dreamed of the sea
But he couldnt do without PVC
He imagined waves and other stuff
But he couldnt do without his ankle cuffs
...
You phoned me from a mental institution
I was in Caernarfon
The smell of fish makes me vomit
You assaulted my ears
...
Burnt clothes
Limp out of the door
Fishhook heart
Crawls out of your gut
...
She walks past the corner store
She has done this for the last week
Always 11pm
Give or take a few minutes
...
In the front cabin
Which was isolated
From the hammering bell
He undid the knot in his balls
...
Shoot them up
Do you eat cancer?
Dance on one foot
Put your brain in your mouth
...
Old man blood
Drinking with the plants
Greenhouse reflects idiot dreams
Of blindman under sun
...
The sun came down
In blistered forms
Your eyes cast a shadow
Shaped like a hole
...
One trip a year is enough
Trisha shouts through wet ears
Her candyfloss lips go on and on
The front seat on the ghost train is free
...
The is a light on
A red light
Carry on
Mr Williams drowned in the news
...
The sound of laughter
Clings in the air
A clown is riding a pink bicycle
Into a hovel
...
The soap is near the bath
Implants on the fire
With my wooden heart
Shampoo stacked waitress is calling
...
The cow snorts by the gate
He is a holy cow
No rump
No fillet
...
Wife Beating
The door slams
Hi honey im home
Last night is still vivid in her mind
Broken plates
Blood swirling down the sink
The bruising is still raw on her body
She feigns happiness
He will change
Someday
These poems aren’t by Clive James