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Nadine Botha

Side by side

GOODNIGHT TO MY SANDWICH

GOODNIGHT TO MY SANDWICH

GOODNIGHT TO MY SANDWICH

Gravity pulls the tomatoes from my buds
Climbing into your cigarette.
Feeling. Air. Pressure. In your cheeks
Recreating John Cage
But the suction. Fluction.
Just. My squeeze
Of a filter
Just my filter
Singe my fingertips as my ovaries whine.
Rough. Gums. To torpid tongues
Raucous glurps of water.
Stomach. Choirs. Words.
The hollow palate of sucking.

© 2005, Nadine Botha
From: Ants Moving the House Millimetres
Publisher: Deep South, Grahamstown

Nadine Botha

Nadine Botha

(Zuid-Afrika, 1979)

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GOODNIGHT TO MY SANDWICH

Gravity pulls the tomatoes from my buds
Climbing into your cigarette.
Feeling. Air. Pressure. In your cheeks
Recreating John Cage
But the suction. Fluction.
Just. My squeeze
Of a filter
Just my filter
Singe my fingertips as my ovaries whine.
Rough. Gums. To torpid tongues
Raucous glurps of water.
Stomach. Choirs. Words.
The hollow palate of sucking.

From: Ants Moving the House Millimetres

GOODNIGHT TO MY SANDWICH

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