To Remember

come one, come all
witness our splendour
on display, held
a pinchedandbuzzing dragonfly

i smile with
my arm over your shoulder
this is how i want
what i want
to remember

so
hold the pose
and concentrate
just be happy
for the
flash

finally, we are safe
when that day comes
when i look into your eyes and you mine
and we see separate rivers
we can prove the waters wrong
holding this picture for protection

Written by Ben Bousada

Clockmaker

I put the clock in the

Microwave, so I could

Watch it melt. Took it

Out and cradled it,

Hot and broken in my hand-

Like I’d reached into

Dali’s painting and torn

It through that ancient

Skin....

Felt distorted truths

Graze my wistful hand,

Then flit away.

The clock, it kept on ticking-

Like the one inside

The crocodile,

But Never land was

Too far out-

A memory of someone

I cannot find.

I tried to stifle the

Ticktockticktockticktock;

A cloth, pillow, a coat-

But still it drummed...

An endless headache;

Mockery thy name.

(Congratulations

Clockmaker- your

Craftsmanship:

A commendable

Sort of cruelty.)

written by Alex Dawson