Yearning to be (Anywhere But Here)
In the sludge of suds and leftovers
Grease islands float in lakes of grey water
And seas of grease.
Spaghetti meanders like country roads.
White foam glaciers and brown gravy mountains
Rise to the skies of my dreams.
A glass shard cuts and in the blood I see Paris.
My eyes hurt and I cry for more.
(I yearn to be) anywhere but here
This work was a finalist in the Central Otago Gold Arts Awards in 2013, and was specially commended in the #d section of the Lysaght Watt Trust 2014 awards.
Grease islands float in lakes of grey water
And seas of grease.
Spaghetti meanders like country roads.
White foam glaciers and brown gravy mountains
Rise to the skies of my dreams.
A glass shard cuts and in the blood I see Paris.
My eyes hurt and I cry for more.
(I yearn to be) anywhere but here
This work was a finalist in the Central Otago Gold Arts Awards in 2013, and was specially commended in the #d section of the Lysaght Watt Trust 2014 awards.