Poems - JP Melville

Caravanserai – Dawn Creeps in Through the Mist 2000+   jp melville <song play chris isaak cover london grammar wicked game> Caravanserai, sleeping above where the camels once slept. A stone building with wide, tall archways, hosting travellers who now have nowhere to go but toward visiting the past, worlds not yet wholly versions of Dupont and EveReady and Nylon, yet celebrating New Year on December 31 st . Odd how we travel from airport to airport, from faucet to faucet that turn clockwise to open, from white granular salt that pours to white granular salt that pours... Yet we long for distinction in our lives, to say that we have been there and done that, there which is where we are not and that which is not this. And we try to do this by travelling, fucking a no one, and staying in places like those where camels once slept. Caravanserai… Where, I wonder, is the stench of manure in the cracks...

I'm a Fool to Want You 2019 jp I'm a fool to hold you.... But there will come the time when I will leave you....   .... I know its wrong, but I can't get enough without you... (all credit to Billy Holiday) Hey, Brenda Lee.... don't we all know that it all ended when you said goodbye...

NOT MY POEM EITHER (just love) 31 october 2019 I asked for your playlist and, well, here is mine…. silly me…. been through the desert with a horse with no name - america this is the life – amy macdonald (ooooohhh kelly i miss you) i’m a fool to want you   - billy holiday the end of the world –brenda lee sweet about me – gabriella cilm power of love – jennifer rush purple rain – prince johnny angel – shelley fabares then he kissed me – the crystals wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald – gordon lightfoot pretty lady – trooper you don’t have to say you love me – dusty springfield HA! Silly Us! jp

Afat… Where Feminism Failed Me our century jp melville My previous letter may have annoyed you. For the blood on my loins and yours Was conjugal beyond rules While women and men since eternity Have enjoyed Scent of lust And no mark but a stain The conjugal left behind for no one to discover. Snicker. My monthly cycle, my mood change Woman I am and your hand on my breast tells me I control Estrogen brings anxiety, progesterone depression…. Balance is in our loins conjoined, my lips to yours And coffee shared in bed the morning over. Balance is not neutrality Nor two ones in negotiation Nor sex, yours mine Nor denial of extreme equations It is deep breath knowing that how I feel Is never about you, my man, though only through you like you through me But my moon and my sun and my stars and my child, my egg So never a projection on male or man… For I stand proud am woman knowing…. Dark colour and sunshine and the infin...

NOT MY POEM (just love) You asked for a playlist... here it is! Hope your trip to Europe was great - talk soon :) had some drinks - two feet way out - abir highest in the room - travis scott no games - serani me you - russ black horse and the cherry tree - kt tunstall some minds - flume do i wanna know - arctic monkeys midnight hour - skrillex/ boys noize / ty dolla sign everything we need - kanye west earthquake - dj fresh & diplo champions - kanye west / gucci mane tunnel vision - kodak black lovesick - mura masa Lina