I didn’t pull the trigger.
I pulled out the truth
from the well of my
And at the bottom,
you do not greet grinning cats
or tardy undiagnosed anxiety
You only get the Mad Hatter.
The smile that could cut you to your bones.
Forgotten cups, stiff with cold tea.
Bulging pockets bursting with stolen jam tarts.
A merry-go-round of parrot questions.
Parrot questions, parrot questions
that never learnt to shut their beaks.
Please ask something normal.
Please answer normal.
Bananarama is not a pet.
I don’t get your 80s pop band.
I was born to you in the late 90s.
Can we all try a little harder
with my Dalmatian-headed skipping rope.
You’re a prisoner to your brain,
and I’m the witness to your antics.
If this is how we play now,
let my wrists bleed.
Let crimson stains show the world,
I got him to interact with me!
I’m no longer on the receiving end
of your Dodgem car belly.
But those involved know,
there is no end to this ride.
So you sit, and smile, and pretend
that everything is normal.
Everything makes sense.
It is only when you try to claw
your way, inch by slippery inch,
the slimy memory moss
that you remember,
you kept him
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
My dad passed away when I was eleven from a heart attack. Those who have experienced witnessing a family member suffer from Alzheimer’s and all its variants have my greatest empathy. Writing for me has always been a cathartic release to try and make sense of all the turmoil it wreaks.
When I was a child, I fell in love with words at my little local library. From that point onward, I knew I wanted to create emotionally moving stories through the power of words alone. Reading and writing go hand-in-hand for me. Writing is a never-ending journey, and I am looking forward to improving my craft. I hope to share more stories/poetry in the future. To date, my short story Moon was joint winner in the MJ Meads Short Story Competition (2018), I have various poems published through the Young Poets Network, another poem The Mermaid of Feejee was published in The London Magazine (February/March 2021) and I have self-published a sci-fi dystopian novella called A Human's Touch (2021)