so you think you’ve had goose
bumps
all up your arms
or
the hairs stood tall and straight
like gunless young soldiers
maybe
your neck
the one you stuck out
when you held your perhaps
baby looking into those eyes or
life in your buttery hands
maybe
when the soft robes
of death brushed against you
like a black speeding motorcar
skidding
careering
tearing
across your out-of-control-heart
only then may you ask of the voice in the darkness:
have you
ever one (little) bird heard
wretch in the far, far away
of the forgotten welsh woods
and now those butterflies
that flapped in your middle turn
back, back to wing
less worms
crawling
blindly
mad larvae
through the star starved auto
mobile world of our city
yearning to writhe
and die in the bay.
Steve Lucas is a musician, writer and poet living in Cardiff. He is the creator of the underground rock icon Samba Lucas. You can listen to his music at: www.myspace.com/sambalucas
Steve was photographed in Cardiff Bay by Simon Ayre
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this is beautifully written – a bit freaky though! but i like it
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