The decimal man

Touch on
touch in
so much to think of

a drink to it

Anyways tired out days
pays
the line out
I’m on a time out
in the sin bin

Where does it begin to end?
fascination
Is the patination on the
questing mind.

I wear ear phones
being blind is no obstacle
to this

nor an obstacle to the lips
that kiss these lips of mine.

I thought times were the enemy
relentlessly crushing me
alternatively pushing me
to the fore

before all this
before the kiss
before I began to
become the touch
of a man
I
was a boy
planting dreams in
fields of..
..dreams of
Monet
Manet
can they
change this?

I miss lots
but
mostly you when
I sleep

I keep this a secret
she gets it
everytime.

© 2016, John Smallshaw.