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grief, love, masculinity, poetry, women

Worlds

Worlds

Where we never met

Where I didn’t message you

Or I died tragically young

Terribly old

Where I lived in shadow

Afraid to let the light touch my soul

Worlds Where I didn’t

Betray my marriage and don’t feel

Guilt and relief when I look at the space on my finger

Where I didn’t let her go

Or she never arrived

Where I was smart enough

Good enough

Where I didn’t feel like dying

Worlds other than this

But here in this one

All and nothing

Alone in a way I can’t explain or justify

This is the only world I know

And across them all

You

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RPG

Sometimes taken

With the idea of getting it

So wrong

Do you ask them?

If they still think of you

And take flight within themselves

Or is it just a dismal quest through

The rain slick dungeons

Crossing the bridge of

Habituation

Resentment

You know you have a turn

Nothing is certain

The game never ends

But they hide their dice rolls

Until you see a fresh character sheet

Or late at night

Hear the scratch of pencil

The clatter of die

An extra experience point

A new character

You never know

You never know

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After Work (NSFW)

AFTER WORK

‘Hello.’ I said.

‘Hey.’ David said.

I smiled as I held the phone to my ear as I swiped my pass card then opened the door.

‘How was it?’ he said.

‘Honestly?’ I said.

‘Yes.’ he said.

He almost sounded amused. Continue reading →

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Lights In The Sky

Before they launch,

We would

Find one another

In the dark

Suspended in amber

Amidst a throng of witnesses

As they whispered

Hopes

Fears

There are lights in the sky

But in the end

If it were too dark to read

I would just want to look

At you

For the

First

Last

Time

The look in my eyes

Time enough

A kiss

To say one another’s names

Then they are

Here

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Mountains

It’s the earth between my fingers

Good soil to be buried in

Like the hair

On your head

I am charged with you

And it is a force to bring down

Mountains

Creation

Destruction

All the same

And I am moved

In ways which beggar speech

Into the sweetest silences

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A Mutual Silence

Should he point out

How

When, he told her where he was wounded

And she recalled every one when it came time to reopen them

To hurt him as he hurt her,

But look, she says she’s happy to listen,

And he smiles at the quality of men,

Who call for her attention,

But he does not wish to speak

His pain aloud again,

And he knows he caused what he took,

But, better a mutual silence, with some,

And others, well they speak to him,

Even though, there too,

Is, after a fashion,

A mutual silence,

Of it’s own regard.

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beauty, desire, love, lust, poetry, women

a study in tension

what the sight and sound

scent of you feeds

the absence of it

done as much from consideration

i mean

you’re into the idea of it

but life is abrasive

it wears you down

but i am wired

built around

upon a foundation of wild appetite

not furtive but i sit with it

the release i seek

pin you down

tear you to throbbing pieces

with the unadulterated force of it

but you are safe

the washes of day keep my actions

clean as a priest’s hands

but the night will come

and i will, not reach,

but

take

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