Queer and Gender Theories Group

Ready to cut peices of my soul to thread you into me and vice versa.
At some point we were so carefully quilted,
we were uniquely individual,
yet incomplete unless standing together.

"my tongue, lips and saliva – I taste on my own"

If I could only have one wish…... I know what I would wish for. It’s worth more than money and fame.

So he strips himself raw
Shredded and licked by a Maralinga sun
Like his naked skin mattered

Growing, forming the tights that drip down and the mights that reach up. I was engulfed inside you. I was mesmerised by you.

Love
Always took me by surprise
Left me melted on the kitchen floor
Like ice on my back in a heat wave

THE SPIDER HAD SHOWN NO MERCY AND ON PREVIOUS DAYS, WEEKS, MONTHS IT HAD SLOWLY POISONED HIS SHIELDING, LEAVING HIM WITH ONLY A FRACTION OF PROTECTIVE MATTER

The brush.

With each gentle stroke
Her heart aches
Longing for a time not long ago
When what was once full and luminous
Meant health and vitality
Now visions in the mirror
Dull and bar…

when you came over
you might stay

mumbling words
never said

I’m not a man with many needs

He stirs and turns away
as reality dawns

burn of a fiery kiss

A fascination with their thigh muscles in their practice shorts

touching in an embrace strangely warm and familar

pacing, porn and info commercials

we talk about things from nothing to nothing

down cold lonely streets
into bars, clubs and other dark places
to fall in love with now forgotten faces