‘You’ by Lucy Whitehead

You are the emergency aeroplane
arriving on my desert island,
a luminous tank trundling
into enemy territory, blaring
out the theme tune
to Happy Days, a Little Chef
in the middle of a desert,
the kind that hands out
lollypops when you leave.

You are a box
of indoor fireworks
in the middle of a boring exam,
a sofa fort made entirely
of elaborately decorated
cheesecakes, an uncrackable
safe I can hide inside, full
of adult colouring books
and rubicks cubes.

Your face has more cartoons
in it than Saturday morning TV
in the eighties, though
there are ocean planets
behind your eyes.

Your arms are
like tree houses
I disappear into
with a skylight to gaze at the stars.
The roofrack of you is piled high,
your pantry overflowing.

You wrap the world
around me
like a patchwork blanket
and when I’m tired
you switch off
all of its channels.

Lucy Whitehead‘s poetry has been most recently published in Broken Spine Artist Collective, Burning House Press, Kissing Dynamite Poetry, 3 Moon Magazine, Mookychick Magazine, Parentheses Journal, Pink Plastic House, Pussy Magic, Re-side, and Twist in Time Magazine. She lives by the sea with her husband and cat. You can find her on Twitter @blueirispoetry.

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