{"id":1472,"date":"2008-11-19T12:59:00","date_gmt":"2008-11-19T12:59:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=1472"},"modified":"2008-11-19T12:59:00","modified_gmt":"2008-11-19T12:59:00","slug":"kezia-green-is-looking-at-relationships","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/kezia-green-is-looking-at-relationships\/","title":{"rendered":"Kezia Green is looking at relationships"},"content":{"rendered":"

Rosamunda\u2019s Embrace<\/span>


A June affair for Rosa and John;<\/span>
controlled by carers, ruled by the sun.<\/span>
Childish fumbling, a twisted fist;<\/span>
stroke of a bud, a red petal kiss.<\/span>
He rhythmically tips his electric chair<\/span>
till the time is right to enter her.<\/span>
Rosa scratches with passion at his skin<\/span>
and whispers so gently, “You are a man.”<\/span>
Flat on his back, ecstatic and spent,<\/span>
John lies in her arms, drenched in her scent.<\/span>
Watched from the window, panic and rush:<\/span>
“Help over here, John\u2019s in the rose bush!”<\/span>


~ ~ ~ ~ ~<\/span>


The Landlord's Daughter<\/span>

Always good for a laugh was the landlord's daughter \u2013<\/span>
gorgeous too. With Guinness-cream skin and wide mouthed smile<\/span>
we'd pap her cleavage on our mobiles.<\/span>
Then she met him (the posh twat): “Julian's taking me<\/span>
to Reykjavik,” she said as she bent the caps off<\/span>
our bottles of Becks. “What the fuck's in Reykjavik?” we asked.<\/span>

I try to imagine her in a wet T-shirt (no bra of course)<\/span>
mascara running, laughing at The Blast.<\/span>
You see she stepped over the geyser at just the wrong time<\/span>
and, with flesh like a Doner, took four weeks to die.<\/span>
Now the landlord's off sick (it's the smell that gives him nightmares)<\/span>
and the new barmaid's shit; she's got acne and small tits.<\/span>


<\/font>* Kezia Green describes herself as a short lady with dark hair.<\/font>
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