The Perfect Pants for the Days I Want Zero Effort

by James Knight

Three sets of legs skipping across sand towards the camera

You don’t get to see torsos or titties

Three sexed legs sand-skipped

These are the ideal conditions for sartorial revenge 

    Ball-joints gyrating in space      look, no touch

      I wanted those pants (UK trousers) so bad

        Flick through the screen-melts too fast for your mom (mum) to see

Bloody cat licking my leg again it tickles

The set legs hover over the carcass of any beach   against cruel blue

And sea so turquoise it makes you feel sick

       René Magritte chuckles into his dream-pipe

    Modelling the perfect loss

Improved baby formula     we don’t talk about that

James Knight is a poet, artist, performer and publisher based in the UK. Publications include Cosmic Horror (Hem Press), Rites & Passages (Salò Press), Machine (Trickhouse Press) and Void Voices (Hesterglock Press). Website: www.thebirdking.com