A slight little poem about a couple of different variants of love. (Also the first poem I’m attempting to post/upload via my phone rather than desktop).

candypants

finally finished moving house yesterday
after three & a half long years

rediscovered my old yellow purple pink & blue
60s psychedelic striped skin-tight Saville Row pants

back from when legs were thin
gut didn’t exist & butt was defunct

i’d love to be able to fit
into them one more time

but even more than that
i’d die to be that man again