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I could get a feather

I could get a feather
and write a poem
on the parchment
of yr skin

when yr take yr clothes off
they can recite you

yr look like Eve
who made sin

your winters are like mine

your winters are
like mine

I give you
a blanket

it is nothing

our winters
are the same

I can hold you like the sky

I can hold you
like the sky
holds the planets
if you
want me to?

they discard you

they discard you
unapproving
of yr
vocabulary
yr authenticity
for the noble
cause of
their poetry
and yr
strangely
feel hurt
by them

show you

show you
my winter

cause I
see yours

your blankets
are lovely

winter descends

winter descends

I find nothing
to say

only dull routine &
the sense of what love

could have brought

could she take my winter

could she take
my winter
should I find
her sky?

winter came

winter came

its seasons
of self

cartons
came & went

sat down
beside me

as if
love

when no
other would

sometimes I want to love

sometimes I want to love
so bad

I forget to take
yr panties
down

lately I’ve been looking at

lately I’ve been looking at
flash my stepmother
in the porn categories

this moon planting

this moon planting
is boring

I have to wait
for the moon

to lift her skirt

so I put the cheap

so I put the cheap
Aldi wine I’d bought
to make spaghetti bolognese with
in the fridge
and I’m drinking it

putting sorrow into the fridge

‘it’s only 10 beers,
that’s not a lot of sorrow for me’

went to the park
to post a poem

‘well
you know

last days
of Earth’

I said
to the man

selling me
the carton

there was a man
teaching his dog
to obey
watching me