Can we burn them?

Alice Tew
Alice Tew
Nov 1 · 1 min read

I felt his wedding ring on my wrist,
not that long after him and his mate asked me for a kiss
as I tried to get home.

They had just had a couple after work.
A quick catch up.
They weren’t back late, as promised.
A quick hand up
my skirt was just a bit of a laugh before a kebab.
A quick patch up
and you won’t know it was ever ripped.
All backed up
on cameras somewhere but I want it wiped.
I threw up
at Blackfriars and people on the platform looked away.

Later, when I got into bed, I wondered if we could
burn men and use their remains for fuel.

Alice Tew

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