Very Bad Poetry

I'm looking through the
pane. You are in
the hallway, not alone
I can smell her perfume
from here
Are you drunk on
it?
Have you driven on
it?

There are laws for a
reason. I see the law
like a book on fire:
its words mean nothing
but their heat lives on
until you pour a bucket
of tears on it.
My tears.
My breasts are bleeding
with envy but you
don't care. I tried
telling you this
but my texts are
always deleted,
purged and censored
and given a shine
I should always smile for you.

Shirley Gothen has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Shirley's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Shirley's latest works: