plastic nostalgia, it's a world where it's only
pink, blue or yellow - there's no black.
glow-in-the-dark singlets and stripes on shoes.
chunky clumps of happiness amidst every perfect colour -
this barrier blocks all darkness, black tears, evil bars.
only candyfloss, castles and carousels.
i believe in the utter purity of magenta
ribbons, blonde curls and tiny teeth.
it's halloween but laughs dart around
the electric orange of pumpkin heads, laughs of
chocolate and pistachio icecreams in your hand,
melting sugar trails down your wrist.
bangingly thrilling rides leave your head
drummed into a glucose headache.
the sun sprinkles down in dense caramel rays.
and outside the thick colours of different splotchy parts,
time racks on, clearing its throat like i do,
my cough crackly and static like a dying clock.
written: Monday 4th October 2004, 11:00pm.
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