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