Mykonos (Stuart Barnes)

Verity La Heightened Talk

Flats 2

after Sylvia Plath’s ‘Lesbos’

 
Friction
In that block
Of flats. From six
A.M. you’d modernise.
 
I’d hammer, call you Sookie, sook.
So scared to relish bareback.
Designer duds rook
Black.
 
O tiny, spineless cocklebur.
O Cancerman. O castrate.
Only with Dutch
Courage you confronted—only once.
 
O pearl, you always knew just who I hated.
I amputated you, O saboteur.