The city streets
look oh so sleek
but only when
it rains
Below the glitterati
Porsche
Benz
Maserati
In the parking basement
remain
Below even that
expensive, unreal mat
broken people
who never
have gain
No cash in the casino
No boat in the marina
And no money
to hide
their pain
© Kait King, 2016
money
How much?
So I look at my bills
and it scares me half to death
I can’t believe I’ve spent all that
and then all the rest
Numbers march across a page
attempting to make sense
My brain engages zero –
the numbers too intense
And I dream about other things
that I haven’t purchased yet
Like diamond rings and gold plated things
and maybe a Lear jet
© Kait King, 2015
Blessed Carrion
Beleaguered bones
please carry me there
Flattened feet
walk on
Before an age of telephones
while life is unfair
a vicious sweet
a blessed carrion
you read
you eat
walk on
© Kait King, 2015
Vivisanction

Perhaps stop
splicing Elephants
to Faeries
and things of such
ridiculousness
Perhaps don’t bring
the Mammoth
back to life
as tempting as
it is
to be God
Perhaps the World
is perfect
the way
She is
the way
She works
And even better
without humans
Perhaps it’s
all as it
should be…
All that it is
Kait King 21/04/2020
Cheers World
There’s a place I like to go
where everyone seems to know
who I am
I like this world
There’s this space I like to be
where everyone I see
is my best friend
in the world
And if I take you there
do you promise not to stare
cos it’s not done like that
in my world
When you walk in the door
and you say she’s just a whore
don’t put her down
it’s not your world
When you stand up at the bar
please don’t brag about your car
We don’t really care
this is our world
And when you do take her home at night
when she squeezes you back tight
Don’t leave her all alone
this is her world
© Kait King, 2015
that’s crap….you let her change you like that…
It doesn’t matter if you wrote it in a letter
caught a plane to come and get her
Think you really could do better
Sorry for the day man, that you met her
she took your money coz you let her
now that time is just a blur together
and you look like you’ve been through the shredder
© Kait King, 2015
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