i'm sure i can be personal about his for it engulfs my being/chronological abstracted nuances/it builds up from excitable sms through the day into sweeping hugs of joy and wonderment/it's our dramatised play/blisters that set the pace and mealplace/acid jazz that we semifrowned upon/a new secret game that bloomed/hence a new way to touch our fingers/we laugh at dinner we laugh when we walk we laugh when we go supermarketing we laugh above and beneath the skin/it's a new song/no hint of stupid judgments of unnecessary weight/like a flowerpress i'm trying hard to pinch it all/flatten/smudged into me,you/+bent+ariels+ "now i must remember...you take it all around you...colours taste and smells before it fades like a dying ember...the rush of life makes a memory distant.../so i write/so strong that it's so tender/many years like pages/the rush ebbs and flows into stabs/eroding my present/i am writing my history/this everlasting aching hunger to express all/even the blacks of your hair/your methodology of soup drinking/the throb of your heart/we have many quotes i want to immortalise/i am too slow!time still yourself like a frame and fan not foward/my heart would die and i would melt like buttermilk if this should end/so/i love you to the bottom of my pencilcase