by Annabelle Markwick-Staff
After Greta Gerwig, Christopher Nolan, Spencer Kansa, and the Barbenheimer memes.
For Marjorie Cameron and Jack Parsons.
I crashed into your life in a bolt of lightening &
took control. Don’t underestimate my Candy
cuteness – Babalon simmers beneath my pink
gingham dress and shell necklace.
I am an artist-poet
girt with a sword and presidential sash.
You are a rocket-fuelled magician, Kenough
to upraise me on your manly, plastic
shoulder as I bask in the apocalyptic flames.
The palm trees blush. My hair bow
sparkles with atomic stars. I drive my rosy
car into mushroom rainbow-floss veiling
the City of the Pyramids. You know
that I will blow you away, yet you sing to me,
follow me with chemical bright rollerblades.
Do you ever think about dying?
I dominate the Anthropocene Abyss,
swimsuit striped with Severity and Mercy.
I crush Choronzon beneath stilettos. Your naked
teeth smile up at me. It’s not the end of the world –
just Revelation through girly shades.
Annabelle Markwick-Staff is a Glastonbury based poet. She recently graduated with an MA in Writing Poetry from the Poetry School/ Newcastle University. Her poems have been published in “Popshot”, “Kindred Spirit” and “London Grip”. Find her as @annabelleocto on Instagram.
