Emptied

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

There was a tin of Swarfega
under the kitchen sink -
its opening the notification
of Dad's tinkering .../


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This Brexit Summer

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Every upstairs window
was wide open
as if an exorcism
had violently willed
the throwing
of panes and drapes .../


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The Cull

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

It bolted into my beam
and was too fast for me
to stop the car in time .../


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3am

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

These are such long hours
in this slumbered house -
that only I ever know .../


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Eighteen. Yesterday

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

You will hear bird song in Brighton
as you walk the mile home on Eastern Road
with a belly of beer as your low ballast .../


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Dry

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The curled grey hairs on my chest
are wrapped in a heavy gown
and hidden along with my old sags .../


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Inner

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

The intimacy of it
has been shelved -
I use the phrase
'side-lined' as well .../


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Early Rising

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I let the cool air in over the parquet floor -
my temporary mistress for these few hours
before the sun fucks her rude heat
back into our brick and glass box .../


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BN1

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

BN sweats under this carbonised heat
as hard-hatted men kick up coughed dust
among those lost floors of Hanningtons -
that now-gutted department store .../


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Science Block

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Surface tension
gives water droplets
that almost
spherical shape
A sphere - I was told -
has the least
possible surface area .../


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