NaPoWriMo #4


NaPoWriMo #4

Prompt: Write a poem using one of Scottish science fiction writer Iain M. Banks’ names for the spaceships in his books.

Lightly Seared on the Reality Grill

A girl totters, one crooked heel

before the other,

towards uncertainty and the boy

who looked like yesterday.

Her eyes glazed and the

fag wedged, between her lips,

dips ash into her cleavage unnoticed.

Unsinged, she reaches sanctuary.

Amid the disco lights

that pepper the barman’s moustache

she manages, in broken


to order four more Mezcals

and a bucket of ‘notchos’.

No idea how to return

from whence she came

she wilts,


beacon lights

and rescue.

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