Monday 4 August 2008

I think Billy Big Steps is coming, but I need a bit longer for it to brew.



Feelings made louder by circumstance

And there is no other time when the kitchen floor
seems so necessary as when it should be the bathroom

you're heading for. Every bathroom has a memory
like this: of falling asleeps and the colour of vodka

or coke; of hours passed bruising the breastbone
and panting sorrys into amplifying porcelain.

And there is no other time when the thought of bed
is something too comforting to bear, and the harsh

adjustment of your body to tiles is a welcome distraction
from the way you look tonight, from the way you must

have sounded, from the look he gave you, from the thought
of sustenance and breakfast which will seem so necessary

but not for twelve long hours, three of which you'll lose
except for their impact on your pyjamas in the morning.

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