Advanced self-defence: infallible strategy

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Advanced self-defence

If a zombie comes up the toilet
you can whisk off and fight it,
because you know the steps.

Put some Barbie dolls in a row
because zombies hate Barbie dolls.
They’re afraid they’ll chomp them.

You can also shine a light at zombies.
It injects them
and they die.

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At night, a giant
stretched and sketched
pointed and colonial
an X, a wave across the bed.

Awake, I pleat my civic limbs
to meditate
now vertical, a particle
on a pillow, an origami cat.

Six could fit into this space
and do
outside this cave of privilege
and peace.

poem and pic by rachel mcalpine cc by 2.0



I dedicate myself to theft
stealing from conversation
serving it up without sauce

I’ll get more curious, retentive,
more listeny, more learny
more thought-full

I can’t think all the thoughts there are
but I can put them
into pixels

poem and pic by rachel mcalpine cc by 2.0

Thirteen waves: xiii.



I should be out the porthole,
surfing violet mohawks,
bursting the orange horizon.
But in this Fokker Friendship
we are dozing
over the disc of dusk towards
the cardboard box
you say is my home too
for a while
if I like.
(One eye juicing the sunset.
One eye tasselling
wigs of pingao.)

Poem and reading by Rachel McAlpine CC BY 2.0, photo by Phil Capper CC BY 2.0