Throughout all my life
people have said
that I am a big-head
I had no understanding
of this
this thing that they said
‘Look’, I’d say
‘I am actually
rather unassuming’
‘How,” I’d continue with urgency
‘could you possibly
describe me as big-headed’
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Nobody Knows
Nobody knows
what’s happened to my nose
Apparently, I’m meant to know
Nobody says
‘Don’t you know
what happened to your nose?’
‘No’ I say to Nobody
‘but you know’
‘Yes’ Nobody says ‘just like you said’
‘Surely you must know too!
You don’t just lose a nose
not without knowing nothing about it.’
‘It happened a long time ago,’ I tell nobody
‘and I can’t remember anything about last week,
something I used to joke about
‘but now I know this to be true
I forget to laugh’
Nobody listens on intently
Stoned
Matthew had a condition since being a baby, rather a serious affliction known in medical science as Medussanesia.
Because of the weight of his boulder-head, over years his neck grew strong.
Despite the truth nobody ever told him: “Aye, you’ve got a good head on those shoulders.”
Nobody in Polite Society remarked. Even the children encountered during his schooling in England would think twice and resist.
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The Pact
“Darling…”
“Yes?”
I’ve overworked my upper body, neck and limbs.”
“And now you look all out of proportion?”
“Yes, well it’s my legs…”
“Your chicken legs?”
“Chicken legs?”
“Your scrawny, white chicken legs.”
“I wish I’d never started with this body building fitness malarkey.”
“You could work on your legs.”
“I can barely walk without feeling dizzy and seeing little yellow stars flicker in front of my eyes.”
“You mean, it’s too late? Like, way too late?”
“Yup, I think so.”
“What do you want to do?”
“Well…”
“Please, don’t say what I think you’re about to say, Will.”
“Daphne…?”
“Will?”
“Daphne??”
“Will!”
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