no more love (poems)

to you
it’s the world,
your world,
a kind of
definition

but one day
you will know
it cannot
define you
or even love

(Originally published 22nd November 2013)

lucien freud

they sat for you
waited for you
craved for
your attention
as much as
those numberless
lovers did

that was
your other art —
seduction

and now
they tell their stories
about your genius
and their pains
among other things

(Originally published 14th October 2013)

sand dune

the rain has stopped for you
as you lie there gleaming white
beneath the once more ancient sun
across my wide-field of vision
and people walk all over you
like men in gulliver but still
you lay there lazy
under the strange
grey summer sky of
two thousand thirteen
our day’s trek a daze trek
daughter and son
climb the steepest
part of you while we take
the easy route up
your naked young leg
perfect for black & white art
sexy as the grains
of your worn down
washed up pristine earth