Tuesday, 30 April 2019

300419 / 010519 

n it all looked really arty 

n the three of us 
watched porn together 
which was a bit of a laugh 

so anyway 
Brooke agreed to watch 
and take photographs 









Monday, 29 April 2019

290419 

he locks the door 
and threatens me with a knife     
i have to wait till his is asleep  
n struggle with the lock
before bolting down the road  

n then a few weeks later 
i would go back there ... 









290419 

n there was sharing going on 








Sunday, 28 April 2019

Brooke archives from 2008



hanging upside down
the starry ocean
a jelly haze

15.04.08.


spiral dresses
cheek the tinsel
and cotton things
leave a tree more
than enough for
you and me

fanfare of
little whistles
herald a chest of
jelly fruit opened
before that night
reflecting sparks
of a wrapper

your stilettoes
compliment the
muscle under the
gauze. As throngs
of excited guitar
beat applause

the others
have yet to see
as darkness does
hung with silver
icicles and lace
candy bows

what is she
doing draped
over a leg mock
drunk and laying
a claim to what
is not mine

my stocking
holds nothing
like this but the
other ones post
in there some
odd ideas

abruptly
blindfold by
a pair of hands
to where have I
fallen and can
I get back

did I ask
you to turn
out the light?
in my opinion
it's all rather
sudden

all that
was left were
blue tree-lights
quicken dance
before this
shadow

22.11.08./23.11.08.


this bumper
gonna end up
a sardine with
a driver like her
.. what a way to
go with garish
lights ringing
in your ears!

funny how
fast love hits
speeding in the
other direction

16.04.09


shadows
of chiffon cuffs
crackle in the glow
softly softly his
socks bit of
a wizz

a moon heads
a skeleton cloud
the muse gathered
up his reins riding
endorphins and
sugar star

now
you act and
I will not take
it seriously! you
are transported
to another
decade


6.02.09./6.03.09.

his hair
looks subtle
under the chiffon
how about his mate
kept in suspense
thick fingers
study the
elastic

we paint
his chest with
khol and fruited
lipsalve trace contours
of his chest. That oil of
cherry testosterone
mmmm!

bit of an
acquired taste
watching this mix
under a veil. Strange
how a big tongue
can get so lippy


15.05.09./17.05.09.









280419 

our rampant promiscuity 
is something we share with the chimps 

n you think the weirdest things 
while you are doing it 

im not going to 
actually prostitute myself for her 
but you are back in the game 

this is a wild card 
a throw of the dice 












Saturday, 27 April 2019

280419 

n i have never written any poetry 
about this guy 







Friday, 26 April 2019

archives from 2009



sketch 6

my blindfold is a stocking 

I like the way they look.

Why they do shine tonight

he twinkles at me 
what does it mean

the throng moves him along 
truffle images and that

he looked at her 
through the mask 
in a different way.

Cleaning up 
I find things I don't remember

takes his
white lace out of a hat 
and winds it around his leg.

I feel myself stiffen ready to run

scent of an atmosphere
trails over the rooms 
gushing from the door

the muse
follows me out

wearing just his tights 
and a jester hat.

I gather
my wits

what is so funny 
he can hardly stand up.

He grapples me for the handle

the snow
prepared itself

my shadow crawls the canvas. 
I am no hostage

26.01.09./01.02.09.