I missed the Kings Cross carnage by two hours.
Am I guilty of theft?
A girl sucked a silver tube chasing fear away.
I stole kisses – I like the taste.
I have stolen sensations from steel boxes
Penetrating their skins and the contents…mine.
I like to steal fragrant lace lingerie and watch stolen
copies of Blue Velvet.
I am an artist, I am commissioned, I steal glances.
I like to steal scenes from films and aftershave from
Even though I get a nasty rash.
It is the act I like.