Monthly Archives: September 2017

Sex Stories

The crazy fucking of true crime
The elaborate lovemaking of literary fiction
The steady sex of drama
The quickies of comedy
The romantic touches of tragedy
The slow strokes of horror

Every story is a sex story with its reader.

The Sense Of Stories

Read me a story of touch
when I cannot see

Sing me a song of colour
that reaches through
the white noise

The Masochism Of Writers

Say you’ve got a story
I know it already
I knew it before you wrote it
You ask me what I think; you’re
hanging eagerly onto my answer
I pause and I say, you
should have made me nicer.

Gluttony Isn’t A Sin

Gluttony Isn’t A Sin

To feast on silences,
rich with promise and
garnished with warm breaths

To sip a thought
and feel it roll into the senses,
curling up into the head behind eyelids

To taste words,
that have sat in the mouth before
but never quite this way

To swallow a feeling so tender, it didn’t need chewing and feel a lump rise to meet it

What’s for dinner?

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50 Uses Of Pain 

50 Uses Of Pain

A blanket of imagined futures draped
across the glass floor of memories
Walk across, lover, you tiptoe
over the goosebumps you cause me
Tear me a piece of your soul
We’ll use the drips to write poetry

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RESOURCE 


RESOURCE

You lack nothing, 
until you lack hope. 

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Decree


Decree

The gates to my world are wide open
With a plush red carpet running through
Come in, come in, take in the sights 
Come, friend, family, stranger,
Everyone is welcome in here. 

As long as you remember, the road out of my life, is one-way. 

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Don’t Fix Me


Don’t Fix Me

You can’t fix a jigsaw puzzle. It’s already perfect, whether you are able to put it together or not. 

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PREY

PREY

I watch you.
I stalk you.
I hunt you.
But I don’t pounce. Why?

Because all I ever wanted was a game of hide-and-seek. Your turn, now.

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