Two Poems
razor
you say
give it to me
straight
forthright
don’t hold back
that you can take it
no matter the pain
use the knife edge
you say
sharp
pointed
between the ribs
keep me on my toes
you demand
that way
you say
you’ll know
i love you
symmetry
i was despondent
in childhood
over suffocation
of eagerness
unwelcome
discipline
& unyielding
boundaries
the uncertainty
principles
& so
i wasn’t surprised
by failure
but
i did not anticipate
love.
Geoffrey Aitken writes in Adelaide, on unceded Kaurna land as an awarded emerging poet whose stylized industrial minimalism shares his lived experience with publishers both locally (AUS) and internationally (the UK, US, CAN, Fr & CN). Most recent US, ‘Déraciné Magazine’ and Wishbone Words’, in the UK.
