Ascertain Class

Glancing back
Avoiding eye contact
I don’t like to be seen
Making a scene
Imagining who I am
Pretending it’s equal
In every opportunity
I’m afforded the luxury
Of my home country
It doesn’t startle me
But when I look
At my friends, I see
A certain class
Hues that never stray
Into complex colours
I’d defend every man or woman
As if they were my family
But I don’t glance their way
To hear their story
I speak about them
The way a teacher
Patronises a child
Only seeing the world
From my point of view

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Ascertain Class

Weavers

Carbon monoxide
Infiltrates lungs long before
The over-cooked smell of
Flesh wafts across the borough
Air fresheners only masking
The inside of every two-storey house
With affordable fragrant air
Cooling down from the heat
Under high Victorian ceilings
Jasmine pleasantly bursts
To detoxify olfactory passages
Clothes circle round and round
Still trying to wash away the scent
But the tiny weavers stick
Agonising as they stitch
The dead into the cotton

Weavers

A Generalisation of Demographics

Tomorrow is just another step
On a platform. Train coffee
Weeps down chequered seats
Last centuries style
Catch a glimpse of a grey hair
Sprouting through despite
The cuts I’ve made each day
A book hangs loosely
From my other hand
I’m reading about demography
Trying to understand why punching
People who smile is assault
But siphoning off money is encouraged
I wash my hands again
In that dirty sink
Blood red, veins dark blue
Losing is a learning curve
Hanging vertically from a tall tree
Drying out till the resolve
To remain active withers
In the light breeze

A Generalisation of Demographics

Melted

I remember the time
I lit a match and watched
A candle sink
Slowly to the end
Changing its properties
From solid to liquid to
Room temperature
Noxious gases
Silently, coughing up
Immunity
Rolling my thumbs
Over the flint
I can create
New shapes
Smog blowing towards
Those striving to
Put in a shift.
Fire up that furnace
Melt down
The waxworks
We can mould
Something different

Melted