Time dipping

Dipping matching toes in the melting sand, holding onto Daddy's hand

trembling with fear he won't let go, rushing waves, make me live - I need to go!

Free to sail the waves, to eat escargot and join in Ibiza raves-

to have a voice, to live a lie, to sing till sunset under a star lit sky.

Fuelled with alcohol, like you and Mum, shouting and swearing, 'having fun.'

Your hairy toes crinkle in the white water, clinging to your only daughter

with factor 30 crimping me tight, a UV suit blocking out the light

I want a bikini, like everyone else, a hold up bra not a bloody vest

I'm staining knickers, I'm growing hair, you are stifling me  - I want you to care!

Loosen the lead, look behind my eyes, see my frazzled tortured cries.

I dance like Beyonce, fantasise about Beaver,

What are you- Can opener or meat cleaver?