from Moving Pictures

Waterloo (South London)

Every night you do you put
on a new costume I’d think
you’d really like the discipline
I’m trying to work
that out he must
be quite good
decide what level
yr at. Sauna. Completely.
You’re not allowed
any gals don’t get
too close now
we’re working
together it’s one
of those sports. I’m crap. Tantrum.
The sexless life of childhood.
Some of the valves are working harder. Than. They should.
That carefully spoken middle class accent.
Hold
yr horses. Perk up. He leans
nearer toying with his clips. Laboring. What are you
doing now? How much
is it normally? coupled
into memories I need
to go and do something
nerdy. Leaning into
the rancid. Sugar
packets square unstained
table wood. Clean. Protestant.
Choke cherry. I’m moving
away from the conveniences.