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Empty Spaces

I looked into your eyes And the universe melted around me. I felt your wanting, your needing Pulsing through my veins. You held your breath For...

Q) Requiem

My namesake died on a motorcycle In 1979, The usual statistic In some forgotten file. She wept and mourned his brief light With a single tear in the...

V) urinal

for Marcel Duchamp and The Turner Prize

Z) frosted chicken

Stingy little stag mantle And grain dirt cresting Timid breath, Languid vapour entity, Tipity tipity dmp dmp How many times have I told you - PUT...
Cherry

Rain again

rain again the road winds round the battered elm, in reverence a slip shod slapping bag of effluence ambles across the sand stones clatter

Intensive C

Premature Baby in Intensive Care

The Complexities of human conversation

How 'complex' human conversations are

Betrayed

my devotion, sold like a cheap whore, bathed in your filth for a handful of silver, discarded. my words, the lonely occupant of a dusty waste paper...
Cherry

Keep breathing

"Keep breathing." I always forget that. Everything weighs heavy, like the crooked grocer on the black market fiddle, a finger on the scales of my life;

Yes, Nests are bare

Auumn/Winter

Z) drifting

drifting through shredded memories and vapour dreams. living on vitamins and glucose and cheap whisky. never remember the names the faces come and go...

Eye of the Beholder

WIP
Cherry

I thought I saw you

I thought I saw you last night, Walking briskly through Paddington Station. I thought I saw you, Your hair brushed by an unknown breeze, A secret...
Cherry

Untitled fragment 2 - a poetic evolution

Original ----------------- dry stagnant fragments of burnt summer dragged through saline warmth and nurtured steam intoxicated segments of fire,...

Dream Sequence i

small sounds loiter amongst desert memories slipping beneath the sand like ancient tombs and the birds sang songs pugnacious amongst ashes and...

Shutter Ended

end and ending, sleek and slither and blink chatter shutter, clack clack in the black damp dry in the sharp metal clink in the box rattle shutter...

Polystyrene Cup

A Couplet for Couples

Milk

Quick breath, heavy and hard. The dark night looms towers settles and breaks. Heavy and hard the ground rises. The foot falls and the short breath...

Ode to The Pink Couch

Published in issue 1 of Nude Tent Torso magazine

Life Changingly Dangerous

Look In, Look Out. He walks past you with no airs Yet the eyes... Do not Look back. For if you do You know.. You will forever look elsewhere. What is...

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