As film-hazed eyes give up,
quilted-thin mountains subside,
and book-filled volcanoes erupt,
spilling out pages of missed-words,
that vi for last-chance attention,
all imprint-hopes dashed and swept
out of a
and forming a hot-bubbling larva,
pooling on a pillow, patiently awaiting
for a rosy-pink snout to blast out a roar
to end all the over-think anxieties of
Copyright owned by Jay Cool, February 2019
In celebration of Jay Cool’s facial palsy and corresponding dribbles of saliva, i.e. be proud of your own uniqueness and embrace it to the full!
Also inspired by the phrase ‘trickle of saliva’ in the poem ‘Love Songs’, by Mina Loy.