Love Is A Song She Sang From A Cage

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LOVE IS A SONG SHE SANG FROM A CAGE (PAPERFIELDS PRESS, 2017)
REVISED ADDITION NOW AVAILABLE IN EBOOK

…I cannot communicate
in monosyllables anymore

I would not love the ocean
if she were shallow

and I cannot love you
like this

so I will stop
like a hurricane before its death…

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BRANCHES

You flicker in front of me

A black and white movie

I dream in circles

Kiss a phantom

Choke on the vapour of texts

It can never be enough

to live inside a book

romance needs oxygen – like fire

And although this fire has been lit

it cannot burn without a body

And I wonder about other lives

if we’ve met and love before

For flowers cannot grow without stalks

Yet here I am

preparing branches in my heart

for Spring


CASABLANCA

We kissed

like Bergman and Bogart

a plane hangar between us

Je t’aime

I whispered

but the wind

stole my words

before they found your ear

and though we embraced like lovers

from another lifetime

it was the last kiss

in Casablanca.


CHEMISTRY

Life dilates

du coeur

cannot steady

or disengage

This humming and hissing

of wires

destined to spark

fated to burn

Own the madness, I say

fuck or abstain

there’s not a damn bit of difference

Nothing

will reverse this chemistry

So leave me be

and let me burn

burn

burn

at your feet

in your palms

against your skin

on your tongue

Because without this

we are Poets without pens

Lovers

without chemistry