it will be,

until we have scheduled Friday sex

and you neglect to text me;

I start imagining my wedding dress

and stare at baby buggies through shop windows;

Your mother makes lamb moussaka

and I am vegetarian.

Then it will be life.



Another poem earmarked for “Emily’s Poems for Modern Boys,”  a set in progress for my next volume of poetry.

Preview my first published volume SHINING IN BRIGHTNESS: Selected Poems, 1999 – 2012 here.

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