Tongue Lasher – Written June 2006 (Aged 31)

Tongue Lasher

tongue lashed people
bought in by the tide
bashed by,
the quizzical minimum wage
those who fought trench deep
for ignorance to be saved
sunk deep, an ocean’s treasure
hid by a seaweed cave
gnarled fingers,
with smokers knuckle more like a knot
sub continent tower blocks
that clinging boredom forgot
changing faces
clipped by the tones of cklass
glassed stained by a family tree
cut down and turned into a mast
that collapsed when it went out to sea
lizard skin,
peels under mediterranean sun
their smiles reek of sin
in a world of shark infested waters
it helps if you can swim
so beckon the tongue lasher
with its uneducated curves
sweep away the classical cobwebs
and clamber into bed with the perverse

James Garratt – June 2006

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