Memory and Other Poems

By Dominik Slusarczyk

Memory

This light is
Disguised as night.
I watch it weave
Its way through the
Undergrowth like
A snake slithering
Over a pedantic lawn.
I do not call out
And beg it for
Aid even though I 
Need light like I 
Need love:
That light will not
Help a dying star like me.

Pass The Pepper

We can go all
The way to the
Stars in our car.
It is as green as envy.
It is curvy like lightning.
Sometimes it is 
Shiny but today
Is not one of those times.
The heater is
A stinker but
I don’t mind because
The radio is whirring mayhem.
I like it like
I like you.

The Wind

Listen to the 
Wind with me.
It sings sweet
Songs for us and
We realise reality
Was never real.
Neither of us
Understand its
Simple sums but
Maths is for martyrs.

A Meeting With The Prime Minister

My back cracks.

I wonder if it's
Supposed to do that.
Maybe I have a bad back.

One day the cracking stops.
There is no sound even
When I’m stretching.
Maybe I have a bad back.

Dinghies

I’ve always wanted
To be a fireman.
I like their
Red hats and
Red trucks.
I dream about squirting
Streams of water at
Spluttering buildings.
I think it would
Be fun but
My mum says
I have to be a doctor.

Dominik Slusarczyk is an artist who makes everything from music to painting. He was educated at The University of Nottingham where he got a degree in biochemistry. His poetry has been published in various literary magazines including ‘Fresh Words’, ‘Berlin Lit’, and ‘Home Planet News’.