Trains / by Jeppe Møgelmose

Tender neck, muscles, 
and slender shoulders
sweet smelling scarfs and
impulses for kissing
reminds me of my wasted youth
and long lost loves.

Star-crossed bed fellows
and
immobility in relationships.
Cought between a break-up and a hard place. 
Beer breath and whiskey dicks, 
leads to feeble minded attempts at rescuing
precious cargo
from the bowels of my heart.