I always wanted to be pretty,
a glass oiled peacock
with tattooed beak
and diamond singe'd organs.
But now im old
with barnacle pitted cheeks
and a beard -
a terrible hokus pokus
beneath my jaw.
More wizard than hero
this mad wire
smothering my lips
holds me,
sensible looking
and aloft...
@Steven Francis poems 2010
About Me
- Steven Francis
- I started writing in school and discovered it was the only thing that could hold my interest (apart from sex). I knew from the lump inside me that some creative channel had to be my direction. And be good or bad it is some kind of legacy.
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