Dónall Dempsey Poems

ME MADE MORE ME

Quick sketch
&
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Even after
gentle lovemaking

furious cuddling
...

Words of love
blossom from your mouth

& tentatively stepping forth
...

She January's me.
I July her.

She Monday's me.
...

Lipstick
on a coffee cup

an ashtray
...

The heating is gone
- again.

Startling us
...

Don’t know...

must have been
out of my head
...

She, the natural
born dancer.

I, who
...

Awkwardly quiet.
We sit tight.

Not talking.
...

“You’ve got
a waterbed? ”

(always said
...