Poem: '(I Wanna Hear) "Blue Suede Shoes" (On The Radio)'

 

 (I WANNA HEAR)

“BLUE SUEDE SHOES”

(ON THE RADIO)

I reach out,

she claws up to

stand on my hand

walls perspire, pressing in

six centimetres from terror,

I close fingers, fence her in,

brush her soft fur,

sense the quivering

pulse of her heart

the throb of pure

pure innocence…

she whispers of

severe perspectives,

a city of fugitive lights

concrete ceilings, visceral matings,

& exact gun-metal grey parameters

she hopes I won’t forget

and flies gratefully

through the window,

out over the rooftops

and into the

melting sun

I become more aware

of the dirt beneath

my nails, and

the repetition

of cages…

Published in:
‘ZENOS no.2’ (UK – August 1982)
‘YOUR FRIENDLY FASCIST no.23’ (Australia – Dec 1983)
‘FRONTAL LOBE no.2’ (UK – December 1994)
‘ASTARTE no.3’ (UK – February 1995)
‘TARGET no.1’ (UK – February 1996)
and in collection:
‘JINGLES FOR DISCORD’
(Bound-into ‘MINOTAUR no.42 vol.9 no.3’)
(USA – September 2004)