Underwear Drawer I have been hurt before, the lacy thing the magician’s assistant. An ordinary chest before your eyes from which I will pluck a heart. I have hurt, the boyfriend cut- too scared to say I’m sorry, too sorry to say I’m scared. I have messed around, with dress ups, pretending I am someone… Continue reading Underwear Drawer
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I Will Write An Ode To Her Tight Jeans
I Will Write an Ode to Her Tight Jeans This is an artists sketch, surely all perfect lines this is millimetre thin against your skin, exquisite this is fine sculpted stone marble sharp, this is a denim tight curve alighting. This is my poem to your arse in those jeans, this is art for the… Continue reading I Will Write An Ode To Her Tight Jeans
The Blind Leading the Blind
The Blind Leading the Blind A Story, Love. ‘Could she be right?’ the blind man thinks groping blindly in the night ‘Have I been sleepwalking these three years past?’ and ‘Was I killed back there somewhere then left to wander battlefields?’ and ‘Did I leave my heart on a suburban sidewalk then forget to pick… Continue reading The Blind Leading the Blind