Krissie Ireland

3 Pieces



Not knowing what to wear,

I hoover in my knickers.





According to the clock it is three minutes to one.  The second hand

nervously takes a step forward then a step back.  I wonder where

Michael is.  Maybe he’s still sitting by a broken drain, sniffing used

bathwater.  I am curious as to what he can deduce, this

connoisseur of bubbles; satisfying his desire for the overflow, he is

safe, loving you only through your waste.




Yoko Ono’s Snails

I can’t believe it!

Yoko Ono collected snails.

I know I have my own snails

but I’m still jealous -

hers are Japanese snails

and mine are English.