I palpitates with joy*
I palpitates with joy.
I precipitates into puddlesome.
I swims into dark blue horizontals
as I conjures your white rabbitness,
inhales your buttered toastedness,
sinks in the warmity of your breath.
I jingles my merriments in song thrush ‒
your proclivity toward tangerines,
that float-squeaky polystyreneness,
your certainty of tangents
from which in zeal with truth-or-dare
I calculates the logarithmic
arc of your traffic light lollipopitude
while I denies not the turmeric possibility
to gain fingernail purchase
on the precipice ledger of your love.
*The title is taken from a letter written by artist Fransesc d’Assis Gali to artist Ithell Colquhoun.
NEIL DOUGLAS worked as a doctor and is currently a student of Life and Creative Writing at Goldsmiths, University of London. His poems have appeared in publications in the UK, North America and Hong Kong.