No one told me.

I stood listlessly
trying to figure out
how something so large
could have pulled a disappearing trick.

It struck me
the ghosts of trees
are A3.

In the concave of my
lumbar vertebrae
my claustrophobic longing
feeds on assumption

I hope you find me
not under pillow
but tucked beneath ribs

don’t mistake me

Perfumed eels sliding
Under my nose
Unexpected body odour
Hesitant
Remember when we
Sat on the roof
Ate frozen peas
And watched rainbows?

their kind die
riddled with cancers
mewling behind dumpsters

we won’t regret 

inbetween
your laughter
and the line crossed
inside me

you pluck
you push
you rage
becoming

the waiting to breathe dark
to breathe late
in your mouth
gnashing your kiss
with hungry teeth

Reappearing
spread across
past pristine
a flesh reminder
fraying
newly knitted trust

Saving you in draft mode
tucking you away
for later alligator
my day at a time
falling asleep sideways
listening in the dark
baited to tell
that it’s different
for real

pumpkin seed
something ending with K
making me say yea
taking the toothbrush commute
can’t waiting
for the now now

I feel like
it’s enough
to know better
and spoil the taste

I feel like
it’s enough
to move on
and to forget

I feel like
you will never learn
and neither will I

But we will
try.

I’m wishing
to get ahead of myself

holding
your kiss

holding
your hand

holding
back

plusplusplus
sunny arm
rolled down drive
movement, speed
underground

You said I sleep like a crumpled up chocolate wrapper.

This place has cotton wool for air
An elephant graveyard of memories.
I’m confusing hospitals
with shopping malls
and walking under ladders.

Leviathan of the skies
Created in 2007
The barnacles of daily use
Evident on your rump
While the air hostess
Pours

anticipation
eats away
time
allocated to others

my heart feels like the miniscus
of a soap bubble