Scene: Milton Keynes, England. Coffee Hall. Housing estate. Near the playground.
BOMBER JACKET (stuffed with old socks)
hiya I’m a Mormon quarterback
in the pockets of a Mormon missionary
I take off my shirt to you
Little Blond Hair Mop
It’s time to go
bunnyhop bunnyhop stumpjump
Hi, I’m Wayne
I nicked this rum from my mum
All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth
Out of fashion
Not yet in fashion
We’re all poofs at heart
Who? What? When? Where?
Scene: Arville Apartments. Las Vegas. Near the desert (of course).
FIVE-ALIVE (bleeding through the carton)
best mixed with now-and-laters
MEXICAN PRINCE (at the playground holding court)
PEN TIPS (in the hands of 80’s children)
have a tent
don’t like money
unravel tapes with pen tips
Mothers. Or not. Scuffle. Boy buys cowboy boots. Other boy eats special big K
For each coin you drop you get a card with American history. For every ten
cards of American presidents you get to chew me.
No pigskin. Easier on the bowels.
Scene: Oakwood Place. Portadown. N. Ireland.
My grandmother had a mask under the stairs and my mother did not my grandmother had false teeth my mother does not my grandmother was friends with the coalman the milkman my mother was friends with the ice cream man
Blue. 1978. BAM!
There was no bike
Are you sure there wasn’t a bike?
Boy in Bed
Bet you’ll fall asleep before I do
Scrape. Poke. Yoddle.
Here’s a new ball for your trouble
Scene: The National BOWL. Milton Keynes. England. David Bowie in the distance.
My banana kick is better than you’re banana kick
You’re lucky. You’re going to L.A. where they breakdance
Not LA, LV
What’s in LV
Marcus Slease was born in Portadown, N. Ireland 1974. He wrote Godzenie (BlazeVOX 2009). He is a nomadic poet and has lived and worked in various places including: Milton Keynes (U.K.), Seoul (Korea), Elblag (Poland), Katowice (Poland), Ankara (Turkey), North Carolina (USA), Bellingham/Seattle (USA), Utah (USA), Trieste (Italy). Currently he lives and writes and teaches ESL in London (UK).
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