Tag Archives: Poem

sunday evening sillymony (jumping the lingo shark)

tony:
my name is easy to say
a toe and knee mashed together
in unholy letterimony

tati:
your name is a greasy splay
ass rubbed over ground and heather
an abstruse errormony

tony:
fine, i’ll sound out yours instead
a tat and eye fronting anna
let this be my proud zestimony

crowd:
tati clears her aural drumhead
making sure there’s no banana
her sight bodes ill for testytony

tati (thinking):
gosh, why’s it often this way
when i teach tony ukrainian?
so sick of paying fallimony!

tony (thinking):
damn it all, my dwindling cred!
perhaps i’ll gift this geranium
as fond proof of our palimony?

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2017

GUEST POST // A Diptych for Pain by Krishna Prasad

Words after words double march
in not just your war
Unwritten poems upon poems pile up
in bleeding hearts
…the squeaking hinges
let love in through the leaves
seize your pen my co- warrior
Press the ink, take a hit
This war soon be over
Heals writing; you are worth more than this

by KRISHNA PRASAD
© All rights reserved 2016

Oops!… We Did It Again (hyperēphania)

Erm… hullo there. (This is rather awkward…)

Dear Reader, the stuff that was originally posted here has been removed.

We have done this because said stuff has since been included in one of our published books. We hope you’ll believe us when we say we’re not trying to be stingy. No, this has been done to honour the people who have already spent their hard-earned money on our eBook creations.*

If, however, for some reason you’re unable to buy one of our books, and feel you’ll die without seeing this piece of writing, then please contact us via admin@unbolt.me. We won’t allow our Dear Readers to fade away in the dark. We’ll send you the piece in question, and it will be absolutely free. All you need do is ask.

* Of course, we would be like two happy puppies if you too decided to buy one of our books.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2017-2018

Oops!… We Did It Again (martian echoes)

Erm… hullo there. (This is rather awkward…)

Dear Reader, the stuff that was originally posted here has been removed.

We have done this because said stuff has since been included in one of our published books. We hope you’ll believe us when we say we’re not trying to be stingy. No, this has been done to honour the people who have already spent their hard-earned money on our eBook creations.*

If, however, for some reason you’re unable to buy one of our books, and feel you’ll die without seeing this piece of writing, then please contact us via admin@unbolt.me. We won’t allow our Dear Readers to fade away in the dark. We’ll send you the piece in question, and it will be absolutely free. All you need do is ask.

* Of course, we would be like two happy puppies if you too decided to buy one of our books.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2017-2018

wordsworth’s revisitant

pruning and gnawing at the gyrus of my numbed mind
a shadow enters the room, and it sits behind
it grinds a mudded heel into sheer night’s tail
filling my head with a gluey fairy-tale

it takes away the caulking gun from my ear
claps on my shoulder, asks with barefaced jeer
“are you dreaming of being a writer, you silly boy?
headache, restless nights, burnout… enjoy!”

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2017