I am gone (quietly) You paint your canvas / Blue bruise / Now white lie. / Start again. / Plasters / Cover secrets, / They won’t tell. Ewe are my first Your tiny body is / Awkward / in my hands / I do not know / how to hold a / baby / You / are my first. In Memory Of Mr Kasbin. My lungs filling with / Black / Empty / Space. / My skin crawls up my body, / Turning itself inside out, / To bleach the feeling from its c… Sweet Dough Sweet dough. / Your smell has impregnated my sheets. / Freshly baked. / Warm and soft. / Melted butter. / Sliding over my tongue. / Skin on… Not Soul eyes destroying me, / Skin, / Touch, / Lips when they speak or kiss, / Frame, / Being, / Heart. / I love with my hands, / Green eyes i… Secret Pear I grasp for your shape / and soon enough find you / facing my teeth / a clear crisp mouthful / refreshes and quenches / and I continue to c… Ice Finding the breaking point, / And then that quick succession / Of tiny thunder claps, Hold me My tshirt is thin / Allowing the freezing morning wind / To blow through skin, blood and bones / Shrinking my pores / Numbing my senses. Erotica Revealing our naked entities, / Innocence melts into a silver pool of liquid mercury, / Slipping over our skin welding us together, Thin Ice Now / Holding thin ice / I feel the boundaries / Pushing my stomach. Running To curl up under warm tarmac sounds beautiful. A cuddle that never lets go, as the black tar substance covers you curled foetal. Your Profile Applying make-up, / Washing on and off, / Removing your mask / To fall asleep / In naked truth. Beautiful girl Mother to you, / You paw at my skin. / That babe in you searching / For the milk within. Love after lust. Drinking wed wine from your mouth, / Catching the drips with my tongue. / Teasing and tasting. / Feeling and kissing. Conor If I ever wake up at night or can’t sleep, I know I will be able to find you sitting in the smoke of a cigarette and your own thoughts. Vimto Squash Vimto Squash / you are that taste / when I drink you hot / of comfort / love / health / and good feeling. Here I am I sniff glue / to keep my organs in place, / but the PVA keeps peeling away. Super heart fixing UHU My heart is shattered and we’ve no glue, / And no shop sells heart fixing UHU. / I tried to ring you, I even wrote. / But even words can ma… Cutting Curls Feeling the weight of / Change / in my throat. / The metallic taste stuck to my lips, / jarring with your eyes. Echoing Hearts W.H. Auden wrote / “We must love one another or die” / Reiterating Aristophanes’s speech / About finding / Our other half… A Lament to The Tram Inn of Eardisley This place has become my home, / a family with an unquenchable thirst. / “Check on!” / The bottles on the shelves / like the people in fron… Fighting the I I want to / Escape / Break / Run / Putting distance / In between / This world / And I. For a second Lingering through my mind. / A running stream. / Her skin shimmered in the air, Your touch turns me Your touch turns me. / Beautiful but / Never holding. / You scold me.