Tonight's Poet Corner: Manchester Cigarette Lighter
Manchester Cigarette Lighter
by Belinda Roddie
Flicker on a ticker, tickle her
belly button with smoke. You
check your time bomb before it explodes,
hold your breath until it reeks of
battered cheese. Stinks a million
times worse than the kiss you gave
at the New Year's party at a quarter past eight,
when you lit a Manchester knock-off
firecracker and flung it right under a
poor New York mascot's rubber nose
and sent it off screaming out firefly flickers.
by Belinda Roddie
Flicker on a ticker, tickle her
belly button with smoke. You
check your time bomb before it explodes,
hold your breath until it reeks of
battered cheese. Stinks a million
times worse than the kiss you gave
at the New Year's party at a quarter past eight,
when you lit a Manchester knock-off
firecracker and flung it right under a
poor New York mascot's rubber nose
and sent it off screaming out firefly flickers.
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