Consenting adults

  I hear classical magical theatrical and then the bell rings, the alarm clock sings out of key,   I ask, why me?   There’s a voice not mine telling me the time and I wonder, why me?   when I’m older I will come back and it’ll be sorry for bothering me I mean…

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The dancing

  Are you thinking of me the way I once thought of you?   all colours lead to blue.   Ah and where does that lead us to?   wherever it’s never enough…

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Flint

   ..and floating downstream with the sun at my back I wanted to slope over the fall like a skier flies over the snow, there was a slight resistance to the softest water and from me, acquiescence, experience is nothing if not experienced.   when you’re bound to the depths it doesn’t matter that it…

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Rethinking Babylon

    Hanging in the gardens where scents of jasmine share space with hair that cascades amongst the dew you watch womanly as women do as the walls crumble unevenly,   unleavened bread does that rise? does what ties us to this place have a place   I watch your face as a man will…

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