Amoclav Kimono

Amoclav Kimono

Words by Lucy Bowen

Cross legged in the kimono

Amoclav red and yellow

Tell me what to do.

Last two.


In a suspended boxroom

above a cold wet


I’m in muffled duvet white

noise smothered


Check my AIB quick balance

in-your-face LA musical

That perhaps would be


If I didn’t have you

to fill the long stints of tap-dancing


Sexy and sexed-up

Useless and sick

both indulgent and


but for now somehow

Are feeding each other


Both a cosy duvet of candyfloss

That I don’t want

But that I’ll take

Seeing as you’ve given it to me

Words by Lucy Bowen