Charlie Baylis is from Nottingham, England. He is the poetry editor of Review 31. He has published two pamphlets Elizabeth (Agave Press) and hilda doolittle´s carl jung t-shirt (Erbacce), a poem of his is featured in the Best New British and Irish Poets 2017 (Eyewear Press). He spends his spare time completely adrift of reality.

A blue rose

In twenty years’ time when you sweep the river
of blue petals held by a blue rose
maybe you’ll find a poem that lasts forever
between the folds of letters from a young man.

In twenty years’ time when the sunlight sings
the wind around the stem of a blue rose
maybe you’ll see dreams soaring over spring
I’ve no dreams beside those I dreamed by your side.

In twenty years’ time remember the sweetness
the nights when I held you like a blue rose
holds her petals to the sky, soft and sleepless
as blue as the dawn over our shoulders.

Outside there is a strange light in the car-park,
shadows reflect on the surface of puddles
I sweep up a river of blue petals, broken.
I’ve no dreams beside those I dreamed by your side.

lana del rey

welcome to drag city
counterfeit pity

alice’s
fake lashes flutter over the perfect
prom date

i sink

she
dives into the velvet
cloud

heartbeat
flickering

six by six    pink wig    slit wrists

yesterday
stuck on repeat
swinging to the same beat

spiralling down the spine of sunset
psychics in sunglasses
atomic heaven

the shadow in the sunlight
with the west coast
under her wings

singing
it’s all over now
baby blue