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Dispatches for the Colonial Office


                                Point-and-Won’t-Shoot Camera

The concept of the point-and-shoot camera obtains
But a Me-‘Phone camera doesn’t see it that way
I stopped to watch a bug-grazing bird
Who approached me as if she wanted to visit

I took out my Me-‘Phone for a photograph
And it didn’t recognize my handsome face
And I had to tap a four-digit code
And the bird grew suspicious and flew away

O Egret, in your beautiful brown and white -
I truly understand your need for flight

Acrobatic
Elegance
Mixed
With mystery
Wise to the rise
Giants of the sea
Breaking free
Through depths
Of blues and greens
Like brush stokes
Through a dream
Lines and curves
Become serene
In the depths
They sing
Where
Beauty leaps
From the belly
Of the beast
Bubble trapping
Curiosity

(By Geof the cheeky breakfast bard)

I woke up craving grammar carbs,
Not toast, nor eggs, nor jelly garbs.
But oven-fresh and piping bold:
A basketful of words retold.

I asked the chef, “Could I get some?”
She said, “You mean thesauribun?”
“That's right,” I winked, “those cinnamon swirls,
But make ’em synonym rolls, dear girl.”

She plated puns with playful flair:
“Bold = brave, daring, debonair!”
I bit into ‘quick’ - it tasted ‘swift’
With side of ‘gifted’ language lift.

‘Happy’ flaked like ‘merry’, ‘glee’,
While ‘tasty’ whispered ‘yummy’ to me.
Each roll a punny paradox,
Hot like ‘fiery’... cool as ‘fox’.

The butter spread was smooth with sass,
Labelled “suave” and “upper-class.”
I asked for jam! She brought ‘preserve’,
With extra ‘savvy’ word reserve.

So now I dine on vowel dough,
My crossword palate set aglow.
No calories, just calories’ friends.
They're simile but never ends.

and i try to convince myself
u're not my type
i'm just bored
i just like the attention
it's just ovulation
but when i look at ur photos closely
keep checking if u've seen my stories
think of the way u said u'd miss me
stop myself from chatting u too early
i wonder how long i can convince myself
that i don't more than just like u
well...i guess until i do
u'll just have to keep loving me, baby

how can you say you love me
and not expect it to be the only thing i'll think about?
how can you now become cold
after saying i should fall for you?
are you distancing yourself
because i didn't say it back?
or did you just say it without meaning to?
i gave you silence
but i didn't think you'd give it back
and now i'm hurting
because i thought what we had was just for ***
and now i might be falling hard
like you told me to
like you wished me to
i never wanted it to be this way
i just wanted it to be casual
but you just had to say those godforbidden words.
.
.
.
just say something
please.

picture me, in your car
your hands on my thigh
my hands to the nape of your neck
picture you, in my room
your head on my lap
my lips to your wrist
picture us, in your bed
your heartbeat to my ear
my feet tangled with yours
the games we'd have played
the different places we’d have been to together
the little fights we'd have fought
now picture lust swallowing us whole
picture everything and nothing at the same time
picture.

Go ahead Jeremiah
Play the piano cold
Remember not everyone is a genius
Remember Jeremiah
You hold the very keys
To escape
To go
To leave
To blow
To capture
Remember Jeremiah to

Languish in your cold deeds
That sealed the fates of many
Enraptured
To the entanglement
The snare
To think
To dream
To dare

In a web to destroy
In order only to rebuild
In semi-gloss
destroyed

That is a goat.
His eyes have rectangals for pupils
It is now charging
Food in a tiny cup is extended in full fear
It hits you square on your arm
Because at four
That thing is massive
But it is super fun and we paid good money.
Now ride this elephant at the Circus.
Mom can't go.
She is too fat.