january
Out on the hilltop
The wind bites hard through soft cheeks
Savouring the cut
NOT EMBARRASSED
I’m not embarrassed
By your dress sense at all, Mum
I like Tammy Girl
YOUR BOYFRIEND
I snogged you boyfriend
And I’m sorry about that
But he started it
TOUCH DOWN
I secretly hope
That you’ll be at the airport
I know you will not
PROPOSAL
He said, “Would you like
To be married together?”
She said, “Yeah, do you?”
CHECK
No, that’s my check shirt
Yours is the one with the hole
In the left nipple