Before Sleep

By Paul Mullen

we pull the metaphors from one another’s
lips like string spaghetti

it’s tuesday evening again

the swelling in my groin
is not for you / i think you know it
but you take me
inside you

whole

in an almost pleasant way
the top you got
for your birthday (from someone
who mattered)

hiked up

i take more than half the duvet
despite the cold
i’ve taken
more than half of everything

ever since

faces hanging on the wall
roof of the 432 park ave i whisper
recalling the girl

who took the tickets

her amazing teeth

 

Paul Robert Mullen is a poet, musician and sociable loner from Liverpool, U.K. He has three published poetry collections: curse this blue raincoat (2017), testimony (2018), and 35 (2018). He also enjoys paperbacks with broken spines, and all things minimalist.

@mushyprm35 

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