Valencia

dead
again
in a red room

i sit in a crowded corner
sipping water like sex
and penning poetry on today’s Guardian
Gay marriage round two headlines News + Culture
ooooooolovers speak over drinks
oooooooeffortlessly trade stories
ooooooooooooo(darkened crimson, black and dead
ooooooooooooobroken mirrors
oooooooooooooa night in red)
ooooooowhile i obsess over the curly hair and rounded features of a
ooooooobartender
ooooooowho assuredly lies in a bed
ooooooowithout sheets
oooooooan image
ooooooovibrantly
ooooooored
ooooooooobut
oooooooooooO!
oooooooooooohow
ooooooooooooooa vine tattoo
ooooooooooooooooooooooootracing
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooher bare shoulder
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooonames
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooour offspring
ooooooolike the first wet dream
ooooooowhen love wills itself to exist