new zealand electronic poetry centre


Georgina Titheridge

Fugacity 05
Online Poetry Anthology


Deadtime socialising for a fat kid

Limey limpy love
Lying in their grave
Plaiting worms for a crusty thrill
Three weeks after the final lay

And in the head that will not die
Cat bones start to mingle
Oh the darkness of this corpse's lot
It’s enough to make the creepy tingle

Before you know it they are joined
By marching feet, and flowers of plastic
A KFC, a family planning
Then a tree carved craftily out of plastic

Then at two o’clock a chubby kid walks
And hides under the melting shade
Picking their knickers, doing what grubby kids do
But today feeling something hard and no way to behave

It was in fact limpy
The corpse's head that will not die
They make friends, and shook heads
Fat kid, and the head with no guy

Last updated April 27, 2005