Lovers and wife’s lipstick  leave rouge palimpsest  across my funeral arms,    tell the mortician ‘I’m so over them’  and my neck still slips from the rope    If my fingers could pull strings from the sun  they’d strum guitar across your breasts,  could you feel my absent  hands in this midnight heat?    Billow your […]

When he smashed the   glass into my face  did he realise the scar above my   eye would become a life metaphor?    Toe-to-toe, tribe-to-tribe  even cavemen hid their blades    I arrived home late  she nursed my wounds  and took me to bed  1

There’s always been a wrapped  gift under my Christmas tree,  scent of a stranger’s hand  beneath bow tied by anchor fingers    Fear and monogamy prevent their opening  Ivy hogmanany creeping up new year staircase,  anniversaries of silent shotguns?    It could be wedding ring soaked in mountain dew  or weltschmerz words unspoken on my […]

Stich the broken window to the  universal laundry clothesline,  wear my decade denim shirt  –  love’ache, sweat and twilight stained –  in your everyday existence of wardrobe and being    Words lose their pulse  when i close my eyes:   music seeping in like the  last lighthouse underneath doors    Semen weep, weeping bones,  j’accuse sun’s […]

In the nape of gallows dreams  hung is the vision of you  dancing naked in front of me    Tango tremble, my rough hands  trace dance floors across skin discotheque.  Lip-sync your poetry into the night’s vase  my fist will bloom your portrait to lie next to me   Your stanzas steal breath from midnight  […]