Margaret Alice Poems

Ah, another positive sacred message
to add to the chem in my golem head,
my clay body is ready to work like the
golems do - unthinkingly, running on
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Our Milky way is twirling around
a centre of old stars that glow in red
and yellow, held in the embrace of
four spiraling arms
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Purple, everything purple, purple
the colour I love, everything packaged
in purple – tile cleaner in a purple
container for lavender sweetness
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Wanted to tintinnabulate this day
to tinkle and ring with joy of life

Then came the pain, red-hot hurt
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Self-adhesive plastic, an
invention straight from
hell, it changes me into
a hysterical banshee
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I did not sing in the supermarket
while you were bent on remembering
the list in your head, I wrote my list
down and then focused on happy
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Wordsmith’s word of the day, salmagundi
triggered a heterogeneous mixture of as-
sociations for me, Anastasia’s assassin,
‘Sal Monella’ who killed her aunt
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After crawling under tables
to put up officials papers on
screens between work stations,
I realized how easy it would be to
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I live my life squeezed between The Weakest Link,
Father Ted, spiced by the Thin Blue Line and Top
Gear every Wednesday Night, and yawning till
my eyes water in my office every day, what a terrible
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You made pasta for you and the kids
I looked on longingly; pasta looks good,
so very good, it is comfort food
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