Chloe Meakin


Green Peach - Poem by Chloe Meakin

I know it’s crazy but I know that
Everybody’s watching me.

Fingers linger longer when they point at me, you see.
As I walk along the road, I feel the slide of eyes along my spine.
Murmurs make a background music for me. They’re here for me.

Everybody photographs my body,
Found this morning,4am. This morning I’m a local beauty spot,
Mouth filled with mud and nails filled with evidence.
Nobody come near me, don’t look at my body,
it isn’t there, it’s already bitter cold in custody.
Tag me. Open me with spreaders. Hide me on a sliding drawer.
I’ll be quiet, I’ll be blue and thin and naked, I’ll be quite beyond your help.

I think that everybody’s eating me for dinner,
I’m rolled about in mouths like food.
Laying on the table like best wedding china, secretly perfect.
I think I taste a little too salty, but I don‘t.
A little like yeast. A little like the bag I boiled in.

I’m a topic of conversation, and it feels like everybody chats about me.
I’m a strongly held conviction, I’m something that you pass in notes.
I’m spat from fat lips again and again, I feel like I’m covered in opinion.
Don’t say those things, please be quiet.
My name’s a bloody swearword and I hate it, it’s so vulgar.

Electric lines even make my face from static on the TV screen.
I’m passed from place to place through phone lines.
I’m an mpeg, jpeg, my body is an mp3,
Hell with it, download me. I’ll be your ringtone.
I’ll be the thing that sings inside your iPod. I suppose that will be me.

I’ll swell, I’ll be so big I’ll be a cloud.
I’ll be a planet, I’ll pull the waves towards the sky.
I’ll burn across the nightscape, smoking, screaming.

I’ll burn the skin that everybody sees, and I won‘t be me.
I’ll be smoke, be foam, be mist, be whispers.

Ssssh, don’t mention me. I’d like to be a secret please.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 12, 2005



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