I’ve never loved anyone like this before
A nail circles my heart with a trail
Gliding pocketed vale reaching ragged lapel
Buttoning down dance floors and collaring cliffs
Scratch swamping painted paper crags
Toothed ragged by each missing missive
Watered wet with lost lust and tears of confusion
The vanguard fires its final shot
Stuffing a note into the cleavage of my fist
Cut out my heart and keep it
A trembling thumb carves your traceless brow
Both drowning sweat damped but dry now
Fire blinked and still born choked vows
Unfurl limp palms that spring forth new
Battalions of paper soldiers fluttering steps
Stuttering down towards the hearth’s roar
Scrabbling each for dear life armed brothers in
Kind and warriors, lovers, strangers and friends
Cut out my heart and keep it
An ember lit firing squad caught on the mantle
The paper chain peppered with shots to the chest
Heart scattered confetti cry hiss in the ash
Sash window blown chills from an open door
I’ve never loved anyone like this before
Performed at THE CABIN, Brighton on the 20th April 2012
BOB CRYER 