stamp

He wasn’t thinking About what it was that he had But more to mind was The excruciating emptiness of Human sound. The antipathy Of the depth of embrace He now rested within Scratched beneath his patellae Legs ached in remembrance of Their impact upon flat Concrete slabs. Out of sight, Driftwood danced to the rhythms of … Continue Reading

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shape redrawn

There’s something about Your mouth as it widens A smile showing your teeth and arms stretching out As you speak to me Skin showing I remember The length of you Enfolding me Those unexpected moments Where it was easier to stay and one night, it tore at me so very difficult to go I have … Continue Reading

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monday morning

I awoke and you were between my lips Until I stretched out the fantasy of night’s longings I rose and lamented the absence of your scent in my nostrils I showered and saw the water on your skin Grafted onto me piece by piece from some Clandestine nocturnal operation I drank coffee and saw my … Continue Reading

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ferry man calls

My father has this annoying habit of putting on a song to listen to and then disappearing and while my emotions are wrestled tortured and dragged kicking and swearing through the mire of all the world’s darkest caves a part of me says hi, says thanks for explaining how now and then are inextricably bound … Continue Reading

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untitled note

there is no title to this page and you have no name to be spoken there has been no food shared no lips kissed no drinks spilled in favour of secrets no songs no poetry no gifts and although i am not the only one who refuses to make comparisons between what has not occurred … Continue Reading

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conflict / conflicto

I’d like to propose a toast… to dreams and to the bold Men and Women that dare to dream them to the wild-eyed visionaries that plant seeds in their hearts with hopes to one day see them come to pass for prayers sweeter than papayas that rise from the deepest darkest depths of our cellars … Continue Reading

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ode to grape

I have a crush on you you beautiful bulbous berry of the gods you galaxy of dark blue stars you plump and precious bottle of Pinot Noir I simply adore you you sometimes gorgeous green thing drooping a thousand times from paintings always nude and next to tulips the Pinot Gris on your two lips … Continue Reading

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overwhelm

It hit me like chickenpox at first, just a hint, a spot appearing here and there which could be accounted for by life’s mismanaged moments an ever-grieving dermis it wrapped itself around my chest as if I had expanded without informing my ribcage or skin the pressure proving theories I’d long forgotten there’s a lump … Continue Reading

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the photograph

In this obscene photograph sold secretly in the street (so the policeman won’t see) in this lewd photograph, how could there be such a dream-like face? How did you get in there? Who knows what a degrading, vulgar life you lead; how horrible the surroundings must have been when you posed to have this picture … Continue Reading

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she’s fly

she’s fly and not just like slang in ‘85 she’s fly like angel’s wings on babies dangling from clouds in Raphael Santi’s famous painting fly like Michelangelo’s hanging masterpiece God’s creation and she speaks the language of eternity with love skinnydipping from the tip of her tongue she could be the one I’ve been waiting … Continue Reading

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