Alien Cupcakes

 Two hands wooden spoon smoothed butter with sugar then eggs beaten; coco,

flour folded, metal not wood. Blue cases planted six by six by six;

small spoonfuls poured, pushed, filled cases. Baked

for fifteen glorious minutes; fingers shared bowl stuck batter.

Licked clean; sucked clean. Blue coloured icing sugar, glooped:

drizzled onto cooled cakes. Dark eyes placed; almost done. Cherry nosed.

Alien Red-nose Cupcakes.

Comic Relief cake sale: fifty pence each. Come by; come buy; good bye J

Desire

Another experiment, this time a prose poem.

Waves crash on shelved rocks, on yellow sand; ozoned smells insinuate; cliff edge gulls squawk and swoop in sharp sunshine: summer’s afternoon soundtrack. My head on your lap: your hand on my hair; eyes shut, ears open.

Insistent beeps. Repeat; insistent beeps. Eyes open to darkness. Auto hand stretches to alarm. I reach for you, for the memory of you, lost in fugged sleep.

The visit

174 characters including spaces. My challenge to me :)

Windowed, your face smiles at me; my face

smiles back. Breathe: in, out, diaphragm

deep. Hand steadied on rail supports

knees. Blindfolded, hand leads

me to sweaty amusement.