Jane Nash: Poem ‘Perfect Day’
Coarse hair against hair against hair
Fingers drum down my scalp
Sleepy eyes open the clock is early
The shower blanket drains over fleshy me
Burnt into the brain black marks sing out
From curved wooden bodies and black hilo strings.
Sweet…… Salty……. Umami……
Smooth liquid strokes the inside of me
Hot in report
Comforting skin and stomach
The sun presses into our cheeks
As our rough hands explore skin investigating
Your powerful arms release me
A moment of weightless existence
Brings a smoothing
Of metal or wood for the delivery of stripey socks
Sweet…. Salty…. Umami
Smooth liquid strokes the inside of me
Hot in report
Comforting skin and stomach
Peaty breath with samphire tones
Waves break over me
Sending me
Away to my deep bed
Jane Nash
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