When I want you I don’t need anyone
JJ72 – October Swimmer
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THE EMPTY PAGE – He’s Very Good At Swimming
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Red dress left hanging
Cardigan no guard
Make your mind up, you’re confused
Only a fool would accuse
Somebody so cool
Fresh meat punch bowl
How could you know
He would he would he would
Bright white light
He didn’t mean it
He didn’t mean it
Bright white light
He wasn’t thinking
He wasn’t thinking
Wipe clean crime scene
Could have been a bad dream
Except the swabs and the needles
Like brambles
Left blackcurrant bruises
If you don’t remember
How can you know?
Prove it prove it….
Fluorescent bulbs pop like pornographic paps
Metal clatters on metal
The cold unfriendly wrench of a speculum
You are a specimen
And all bodies are foreign including your own
Now the blue-black beaks
Peck at the gory deets
Are you partial to one or two?
Have you spent a lot of time in bedrooms?
How was it different this time?
Where is your line
Is it clear?
Was your mind clear at the time?
Boys
will be boys
So it must have been something you said
Something you did
He ran
He ran
He ran
He ran
He ran
He’s very good at running
He’s very good at swimming
