birthday poem

33 today

jesus christ!

haiku 2005 two

finished The Magus
and now I doubt everything
you have ever said

flake

her debris
is silent

and with
that warm panic

she falls
and shatters

like snow

struck

rainsoaked morning
with the cat
watching me piss
i see your hairs in the sink
and realise
you are falling to pieces
around me

two by two

with my arse
in the

air

and my hands
on your tits
i fold myself
into

you

tonight i am
the origami master
turning the sheets
into an audience
of swans
and giraffes
and cheeky monkeys

when we come
together
synchronised
i can hear
their torn applause
behind me

later

after we have
planted the carpet
with toilet paper roses

we tiptoe naked
to the garden
and burn our menagerie
giggling