Summer Daze

summer daze

I feel

the sunshine on my face

through emerald branches

like delicate spider-web lace

I feel

the warm and soothing rays

of those dreamy summer days

I wish I could go back to that place….

© Kait King, 2015

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My Dancing Feat

My dancing featThere were just

too many

in this crazy crowd

Crushing in on

me

So I’m unable to

shout out loud

It was just

way too

noisy

in that clamouring

sweaty swarm

Body smells too

pungent

The air I breathe in

is warm

The darkness

has a dampness,

a claustrophobic clamp

The lighting bulbous

and hypnotic –

like a giant lava lamp

A pulse

united in

a passionate beat

And ignoring all

the warning signs,

I’m led by my dancing feet

© Kait King, 2016

Your Design

Your design

The design

of the twine

led us

to your crime

The footprint

there below

showed us

where to go

Your fingerprint

on the door

the blood spatter

your hair

and more

The tooth marks

on her thigh

will direct us

to our guy

A hair that fell

out of your head

the semen

and sweat

on the bed

We can tell

you were there

by the print

of your ear

As you tried to hear

so much more,

lent against

the stained glass door

© Kait King, 2015

Suicide – is it really a free ticket out?

Suicide

With a delicate stillness

and a quiet noise

with porcelain perfection

and perfect china poise

the body is supine

lying dead on the floor

supine in exsanguination

a choice to become Death’s whore

Ruby red your favourite colour

you wear it very well

although I won’t see you out much

a story we will tell

Did you get off scot-free?

Did you truly escape?

Or will you have to pay your dues

and return to this landscape…

© Kait King, 2015