love (Remove filter)
that secret
a wronged wash in the what might have been
where we fidget like fleas on a rabbits hide
and verses drafted in the cross stitched sky
cannot disguise the well-practiced curses
with the pre-packed presumption of lilies
and static
abstract amongst the sheets
your limbs offer a confusion of choice
where context is lost
besides t...
Sunday 24th May 2015 7:23 pm
black watch
the black watch in the earth’s high rafters provide
covering fire
offering new beginnings for old ends
dropping love stones
that I may cast them at your window
cheering me on from their
high tension purlins, filling the gaps
of naked iron halls to swaddle
the shivered, brittle, steel
as if peripatetic coal dust shawls
Friday 21st March 2014 4:14 pm
love like a bullet in the face
you are ticking the subscription of a shotgun smile
the restless reminder, the stranger behind you,
twice barrelled quarantine of lush glories
tar fingered around the ringed copper, broken and unworthy,
smoking in the buttoned up knowledge of hereditary tracts,
winter tracks and the plastic penance of a youthful slaver
“x” shan't mark the spot where we shall bury you
a shallow...
Saturday 15th February 2014 9:14 pm
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