Night Recalls

Night Recalls​

=begin tape=​

Brazil sits(legs like trunks unfolded),
her waist um staring at the stage.
I purse my Lips like ready clay that reels them in
like fish i guess,
who knows
who knows
Still Brazil, fat cockney mouth in pouts,
her crayon tongue a piece of pie
i sigh i sigh
she smiles onesidedly.
So on i go, drinks:lager sure
more? i ask her she ain't staying..

On with the show
a meagre joke
i came for lush satire in suits
and Brazil comes on stage-literally.

blur fuzz craze

It wasn't til the following morning when i woke up to find the lipsticks smears on my buttock cheeks and a blossoming 6-pack under my sheets did i realise she was a he.


"hmm, well uh..." *scratches neck* "these things just..happen"
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Yeah this is basically a recall maybe an interview, writing in the perspective of a man.

 

You have the most varied formats,
always a surprise to feel out
the medium. Well done.

 

excellent job, lozi... that first stanza is something else, lovely lovely... great repetition and a wonderful spoken-word aura... i particularly love that "um" in the second line, funny how much character it provides...

 

thanks sylvan and fulmah, you're comments were much appreciated