Author Archives: Sam Dover

I didn’t know it could be like thisnot a great way to start but I can’t quite resist, as when I’m Falling asleep to the twinkling chatter of your jawRunning its sleep cycle diagnostic tests,Your fingers curling into the skin of myBicep a little too tight and my latentClaustrophobia forcing 3 of 4 limbs outOfContinue reading “122 Australia St”

My boots they get me from A to B And follow me faithfully over the seas, Airplane rubber lending me flight, When no one else will They’ll hold me tight To my path, tied to my mast, right To my future and through to my past, But the leather is worn, the Rubber has holesContinue reading “My Boots”

We walked under maple trees and The dewy autumn leaves were plastered Thick and heavy like wet newspaper strips Folding and praying for their papier-mâché Tourniquet to hold our splayed limbs Together so this moment lasts just a little while longer But the leaves will dry, The winds will pick up, For this is theContinue reading “Flames at the tips”

Day breaks on those Parisian curtains, Freckles and scars illuminated along The creases of your form Rising, falling, plunging  Through the incense [holy!] atmosfears The leather gloves, my silent gasp, The nails tearing down my back Rip me awake and I dare not close them I can’t bring myself to distractions, I want to beContinue reading “[Un]Holy”

Your hand electrified the back of my neck As we hopped down the highway Listening to Rudie Can’t Fail, Talking of Tintin and juvenile justice At times your fingers would chisel Down my jaw and across my throat, Molding me With my hands trembling On the wheel, Calling me your little elephant, I thought ofContinue reading “Rudie / Elephants”

One day I’ll hold you Warm and close like my 21st Summer, that quiet foreign Night, gazing up at the minaret I’ll smoke, find communion with all I can Hear but not see, and I close my lies, Fireworks decorating my inner galaxy; Outside is cold and loveless And inside isn’t always any better, but I’llContinue reading “Fireworks (Remix)”

This concrete shrinks each evening, The sky’s no longer streaming And my dreams have been bleeding Together with you in unending Farewell The garden-beds lay flat with bitter shame As crestfallen chlorophyll fades into sorry brown, The cobbled pathways feel an empty same, Leading to the faded hue of this wretched town, That shamrock breezeContinue reading “Ne Me Quitte Pas”

I tried to sync our breathing on the dunes As the sky split and you shone amber apricot, But the climb left us both gasping In our own private oceans. I tried to find where the creases Of your eyes ended And the gentle contours of sand began As you laid your head back againstContinue reading “What we left in the sand”

Fertility, Fertility, Fertility, Fertility, Fertility, Fertility, Fertility, Fertility, Woe is me, The one who dwells between your knees. Hold me squeeze at the heart of the seed That flows freely where tongues have no keys Where the answer is blowing through the trees, Rustle the right way my dearest, please, And fill these graham crackersContinue reading “Fertility”

I am a dark-feathered duck, Back to the current, Blinded to where it all leads But content to sit in its lap. I know that you are waiting Across the other side, And our no-reception phone-calls sound like Satan Bleating down the line, But give it time, I’m sure you’ll see That I’ll wait forContinue reading “Nothing is as it should be; Everything is alright”