Smoked
smoked fresh air
stars wander through club noise
I throw up
Pulled
Doorway
Pulled
Tongues
Explode
Fingertips
Steal
The curves
Of her dress
Peacock
Sun washes skin
Scary green
A peacock
Nears
My uncertain hand
ABOUT THE ARTIST
Michael Pollentine loves weird fiction, characters that epitomise the freaky nature of the human condition and peculiar landscapes. His main influences (after Iggy Pop lyrics) are David Lynch, Roald Dahl and exploitation movies. He lives in South Wales with his wife and their hamster Betsy.
Photo by Colin Gee
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