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I want to do this right, and I want to do it here 

the dark is just another thing I can slip into

something more comfortable

the dark is a sexy reptile

I want to do this right

I want to do it here

in thirty years I look back on the poem I read with the most care

I say yes                every poem since then was about The Death

I would like to broker a deal with sleep

the drift/sleep/wake                reckoning trinity

I feel like how adults thought I felt when I was a child

the prospect of cleaning a grimy window is growing more appealing

a grimy window in an abandoned house is nothing short of a treat


ABOUT THE CONTRIBUTOR

was born and raised in Lincoln, and is a graduate of the University of East Anglia’s Poetry MA. He has been published online and in print, most recently by Seam Editions and HVTN. In 2015 he was longlisted for the National Poetry Competition.

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