Always discoloured yet smooth and glossy,
she shakes that limp food. He pulls her quickly
inside the tight cage of a golden love story.
Its moral shines as a polished sunlit mirror.
Perhaps the storyteller should have said sooner,
‘She is wild blackbird and he slow bluish cat.’
At the last page, she shares that shrunken worm
and jumps deeper into heavy, narcotic purr.
Sid Orange was a drug addict. Always an autodidact he left school at 15. He has been published in The Voices Project, Clockwise Cat, The Vine Leaves Journal, Brickplight and Straight Forward Poetry.