VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Danny D. Ford

How I Know

I am all 

grown up

I am unsure

what colour shoes 

to wear

and it’s the fact

there is a choice

that leaves me

overwhelmed

‘no’ 

she says

‘that’s how you know 

you are bourgeois cunt’

Crumbs

for Carra

he always 

finds a way

to leave them

on the table  

by the chair

in your brain

crumbs of intrigue

crumbs leading back 

to Bacco 

& wanderlust

crumbs 

of baccy

ready

for the garden mix

wrapped up

& welcome 

reminders

from the night before

the bits 

& pieces

that allow you 

to become

unfuckwithable

Just Goss

I wash my hands

with the perfumed cum

& think about 

my brother 

pulling 

a whitey

in this very 

bathroom 

almost four years ago 

to the day

about how 

we slammed pints

from the moment he landed

& burned our way well 

into the stash

before 

striking out

for the burger bar

moments after the waitress

had brought out 

glass boots of weissbier

he locked himself

behind the sliding door

& spent the next twenty minutes

talking to himself in the mirror

In 2022

you can watch 

war atrocities

while you spread

peanut butter

over your morning 

hope

you can suffocate 

your weariness

with hot coffee 

& a strong

dose

of cat comedy

you can feel

tempted 

to ask 

yourself

about 

important truths

before instead

flicking your thumb

an ocean of death

safely scrolled away

in your pocket

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