Rachel Best
Diary Notes to Myself
CAUTION ROAD
look left, right, left WATCH that Mercedes
CAUTION CANCER!
I smoke too much I know
CAUTION HIV
You had to go my love, you were too bad for me
CAUTION SCHIZOPHRENIA!! What a SHIT condition I’ve got, but I’ve just got to deal with it
“my God, how am I still alive?”
London West End
I sit clutching my blanket
Beside the empty crates.
I got me cigs and a packet of Rollos.
Don’t you know, I’m the Queen of England sitting here,
As I beam upon the world.
But as I wander the acres of my mind,
I’m touched – unprotected against a presence that reaches in –
He’s a dangerous friend
What has he seen with those eyes?
Spiritual, intense, unreadable…
Back from selling a few bikes in California,
He comes here to perform the ritual duties of a son,
Saying goodbye to his dead penniless dad.