Scene in the Gents

I watch you working the body with a boxer’s predatory rhythm, ravaging that tin box like werewolf a fairytale maid, …

Rockpools

By the seathe urge to screamdrains awaylike the tidefrom the rockpools. Of courseit will return againbut for now you can …

Cow

Machines liftyour hulking massweightless, O wingless angel slityou giveand give and give. You area huge and creakingoaken tankof red grape …

Your Relationship

Yes, it is broken, but isn’t the world just a bric-a-brac of busted parts, layer on layer of confused movement, …

AIRSTRIKES

I watched the last of yesterday bleed off the river to the tones of trumpet and cymbal; the reeds were …

Fire

I heave up another lungful of gulped down stars and margarita moon (behind: a guitar plinks and ripples and twangs, …

Hayfever Sketch

At that moment in the long grass, or weeds, or whatever they were – but long, long, two feet at …

Buckshot

She took her things that lined the shelves, they left holes in the dust like buckshot in a stag’s flank. …

Water Glass Moth

You cling to my finger like a newborn.The same weight that clogged your engines and draggedyou down to drown now …

2024

I knew it was wrong but the allure in the starling sky that spring evening was overpowering – the same …

Dad Sketch

Great bronze bald head mawning like slow laze lion always tan from endless village loops delivering letters, bills and birthday …

Old shirt

And here’s my old shirt, blue and green with busted holes two, three, no, four buttons blown away – bounced …

Horses

The leather brands the hands when you’re pleading with the reins atop a rush of boiling black your years thunder …

Windows/Rain

When I was a nipper I used to love to watch the rain rip across, along the car window as …