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For Time’s a Thrifty Whore
Boxers round ankles, making murmurs I held you. Kissed you.
A radiator clung to, I heated the bed.
You grabbed my thighs. Eyes undressed me though I was bare.
A smile upturned my mouth.
I memorised every angle, shadow of your face.
Washed my mind of everything except how you’re made.
My finger followed the bones down and lingered there.
Hand in hair you leant to me eyes cl...
Wednesday 7th April 2010 12:16 am
For Ways To Not Fall In Love
One,
I will not ask your name
in case it becomes my new lullaby
turned over and over again.
Two,
I will not kiss you first
in case pecked it remains with me
a silent signature of your lips.
Three,
I will not dance with you
in case the drink blurs your face into my dreams,
watching between Love and Like.
Four,
I will not tell you my hopes
in case...
Sunday 4th April 2010 12:03 pm
For My Unloved
For My Unloved
I will not write you a poem, for it is likely that you do not read.
I will not perform a song for you, for I cannot sing
or bring myself to learn these things.
my voice is that of a washing machine gurgling.
Let it be known!
I will not crush the stars into lanterns to light your darkness
don’t be stupid.
Nor will I mak...
Friday 2nd April 2010 10:48 am
For the Notion of Emotion of Three in a Bed
For the Notion of Emotion of Three in a Bed
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‘Who’s to lose when there are three in a bed?’ they said; ‘sheets a mess,
two plus you, who can fail with that much male! six hands, three cocks
doesn’t that make a better fuck?’
I guess—perhaps maybe possibly but isn’t one gonna be the guy
who has to sit aside and watch instead? out of the...
Friday 2nd April 2010 10:41 am
For Help
The For Series
For Help
open, sore
unwelcome untended
shackled, chain, body maimed,
unmendable labels gained
enamoured, hammered,
paranoid, no android:
we
are
human.
illogical, fleeting, hearts-weeping,
gleaming dreaming
us
condemned.
To think of this
to think of this
to think
of
this
...
Wednesday 31st March 2010 7:24 am
For Dicks
There are so many people with their dicks out on the net
I don’t want to watch a man wank off on Chatroulette
or see you sell your wares on interweb gaylairs, cock out
arse up, backwards lean, angles gleam’d to make you look
good. No, thanks, I will not ‘post my cock pix pls’.
At least in a way there’s dignity in porn you see
for some might say at...
Tuesday 30th March 2010 2:40 am
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