Red balloon
caught in a swirling pocket of panicked air
Thub-thub-thubbing frantically, trapped
in the corner between wall, garden gate,
and you,
mesmerised, frightened
by this unknown …
He gags on the gun,
Longing for Nothing.
Consciousness gone
before pain comes -
with no one to suffer the pain
does it even exist?
The witnesses feel it
on his behalf. Meanwhile
he h…
Next door I hear the Scottish man
building a patio for my neighbour.
His accent intrigues me, conjures
an image of a rugged kilt-clad Goth.
I’m transported to that night in the Highlands…
Squinting in the shadowy twilight, Catherine regards the curved staircase, cloaked with powdery cobwebs. Feeling compelled to ascend, she cannot pull her gaze from the door at the top of the ro…
At night
When you lie spent,
Open-mouthed,
Already dreaming,
I lie staring,
Restless,
Jealous.
Frustrated, I try a childhood trick,
Align my breathing to yours,
Match the depth
An…
I hold your face close to
my neck while you come;
Your lips, your breath,
my hairs on end;
Over your shoulder, from
her picture on your shelf,
she catches my eye.
And holds it.
As I descend on the escalator, I see
the shapely leg wrapped in
perfectly fitting trousers balanced,
not by its mirror image, but by a crutch.
The second trouser leg is folded
and pinne…