Cut Up Without You

Written by: Charlotte Puddifoot

long dark night
you never say
return to me

this orange bedroom

its open fire

crackling through acetylcholine

tongues like fingers

bodies arched

two spoons

smeared in oils
red and umber

the drifting leaves

the streets advertise
allegorical objects

on a wall 
not imagery

for leaving me 
lost with innocence

and weeping 
like the hunted

who flick up
the window of

light-washed sky
against the tilted

patchwork fields
the falling landscape

written using the surrealist cut-up technique