2 Poems by Hilary Mellon

 OBSESSION

The cinema is dark, it’s where I dream
I tear your clothes and tie you to the bed.
Each night I rip your image from the screen.

I make a list of where you’ll next be seen.
I file it, like those films, inside my head.
The cinema is dark, it’s where I dream.

I stiffen in my seat each time you scream.
I wish that I could frighten you instead.
Each night I rip your image from the screen.

I’d like to kill those men who get the cream.
They touch your skin, your lips. I want them dead.
The cinema is dark, it’s where I dream.

I watch dust dance in each projector’s beam.
That’s how I’ll end up too, but feel no dread.
Each night I rip your image from the screen.

I trail you like a shadow, long and lean.
I watch you till my eyes are burning red.
The cinema is dark, it’s where I dream.
Each night I rip your image from the screen.

'Obsession' was in The Lake (September 2019)

SOMEWHERE NEAR NORTH WALSHAM  

Somewhere near North Walsham you missed the sunset
Glancing up and through
the carriage window, you
were just in time to see the very last lick of it
ice-lolly red  
vanishing  
inside the earth’s dry mouth

'Somewhere near North Walsham' was in LONDON GRIP (Summer 2019)

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HILARY MELLON has been involved in the poetry scene for many years, read at venues all around the country and judged several poetry competitions.  Her work has been published in over ninety different magazines and anthologies, four pamphlet books and one full length collection.  She runs writing workshops in Norwich.