Jay Simpson was born in Sydney, Australia. She worked as an English,
Drama and Music Teacher for many years in schools, TAFE and the
University of Newcastle. She moved to Perth, Western Australia in
2011. She is recently published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal, The
Alien Buddha LovesYou, Masticadoresindia, Fevers of the Mind, Voices
from the Fire Anthology, Dumpster Fire Press, The Writer’s Club,
Horror Sleaze Trash, Ukraine: The Night and the Fire and Bedroom
Anatomy Lessons, Dumpster Fire Press. Jay is published in a number of
online magazines and journals. She is currently working on her book to
be published in 2024. Jay loves poetry, art, music, satire and black
comedy. She loves recording and reading poetry publicly. She is the
Creative Director and Author at Living Dangerously.
Stench of Lies
Horror unnerving dilemmas life death hurt pain
armies of muscle clear landscapes life death hurt for gain
camera shots war machines dance through waiting crowds
belligerent commanders enjoy the spectacle eye off the innocents
split personalities power games subservients in chains
certain slaughter mad men maniacs at play
weapons blaze indifference bubbles piety is detained
mud trudging crusaders muddling lost causes’ killing spree
rock ‘n’ roll surging drumbeat action figures do their job
unholy lies sell news stench delivers truth
Shock
Look into the killer’s eye
take away the will to live
scream at the trickery
abandon hate’s holy books
heavy spin spurious arguments
socialites’ media hookups
political gains monies invested
late night’s sexual intimidation
all bets are on they circle your name
your existence your harmony
war wins the game
heart loses on the battlefield
Silence
Mysteries multiply time passes by
canvasses record incidents life on the fly
blockages stultify long term plans
autocrats make hard edged demands
remove willpower destroy hope
silence dissenters choke smoke
party politics is the game we play
truth and justice speed away
into the silence that clogs our drains
into the instant of humanity’s shame
Broken Woman
Third hotel room hyperventilation no key
code lost morning misfortune
disposal unit hospital nearby
godless congregation broken wings
bags lugged shouldered
groceries left behind
picket fences street walkers
a broken woman clings to her manuscript
homeless mother forgotten child
isolation fills her craving
to write to hide
she takes her time pulls down the blinds
waits for redemption
Untouchables
The drummer revels in strip clubs
g-strings litter the dance floor
untouchables push against time
speed toward reunion
time difference numbers calculations
spells joy and despair
the pilot logs the coordinates
stewards bring whiskey and rum
luggage appears in airports
oil lamps in her sanctuary
mischief pulls the nightshades
wet canvasses fill barren walls
swirls of silk drape her bed
a chest for her underwear
table chair book pen
decadent frugality
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