Sunday, 10 June 2007

Sunday prompts

They had made love earlier, in the big high bed

Paris from my window

Looking over the polaroids

Once upon a time there was sex and death

About New York

Two for the price of three

In the spaces between the parrots and the fruit trees

I open my skull to your gaze

In my dream my brother gave away a screenplay

The Life & Death of a Pork Chop

Maybe one day I'll have three children, one of each

I said, "Look, this is my house."

The Empire of Child

Your body, I remember, stained my big cream bed

What My Dad Thought of Church

Grey on Grey, Black Upon Black

My mother is downstairs with a saxophone player

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