The day after Halloween

The day after Halloween

At our cafe a woman keeps trying to catch my eye
Whilst I am trying to read a  badly subtitled tv
She is getting louder, but a thousand are caught
In a  bottleneck, a madman chops his hand like sabre
A serpent park is his monomania
His face is  mould white, a twisted hole for a mouth

This is attrition, barbarous  fog outside
Wrythen coils of  purblindness
Amid the carrot cake and cappuccinos

Oh she says to her boyfriend, his phone waved around

Just look at your fucking  head in that costume!


Veronica Aldous 2016 All rights reserved


About Veronica Aldous

Writer and artist, Veronica is a lecturer is Fine Art and Creative Writing. Her first book of poems, 'Moon Cinema' is now available on Now there is also 'Mortal' her second book.
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