WORDS & WANT
Coming October 2026
Poems
You want me to ask nicely? Fine. Take your fucking clothes off, please.
You leaned across to fix a line on my screen. Your sleeve. My wrist. Split second. Christ. I said, "good catch". Then, like an idiot, said it again.
I want your body wrapped in mine. All of it, the inside and the out, the dark and the light, the part you don't show anyone. Not soon. Not carefully. Now.
You take the burnt one. Every time. Without saying anything. You take the crust end, the chair with the wobble. I have started burning one on purpose just to watch you take it.
I thought about your mouth in three meetings today and contributed fuck all.
Knees. I didn't say 'Now'. You didn't wait for it.
I fell for you at your worst, imagine how hard I'd fall at your best
Your hand on my jaw at eight in the morning, gentle. Ten at night, the same hand, not gentle. I swallow and go silent for both. Ten is the one I ache for.
Her hand went flat on my thigh under the table while she told the story about her flight. She didn't look at me once. She got the punchline exactly right. I couldn't tell you one fucking word of it.
If you're okay with being taken apart right here, in the middle of everyone, say nothing. Kiss me.
I wasn't the love of your life. I was the practice. You're very good now. I hope she knows what she's got.
I will be at the wedding. I will be very good at the wedding. I will hold the flowers. I will make the joke. And I will cry at the right line. And everybody will think they know why. And nobody will be right.
At twenty I'd have spent the whole night hoping you would make a move. I don't wait to be chosen anymore. Take the coat off or keep it on, but decide, because I already have.
If I have to ask twice, I don't. Consider that your only warning.
I've started sleeping on your side of a bed you have never been in.
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