by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO
Sandscape Where once you stirred beside me in our bed (Your passion sleeping like a rattlesnake Engorged with flesh), a brittle skin is shed And shines. You sloughed off love as the mistake. Where once a morning light revealed your head Asleep like...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | CO, TO
A Garden Variety Tory I know a man who tells the people in His carpool all about the previous night’s TV, and of the biscuits and the gin He found on special offer, and the fights Between his children after they are sent To bed. Of course, the...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO, LU, PA, RO, SE
The Memory of Your Mouth The memory of your mouth still makes a wound Where lips now hollow once were crushed with lust. Your tongue and teeth that savaged like a hound Have left a scar-like gap and taste of rust Where feral kisses set their mark and had Their...