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James Wallace

 

My name is James. I live in London and I love art! My book, this feather is currently on sale in Waterstones

all over the country.

With hopefully more books and more shops to come!

 

 

Some of my art work is up online at www.youtube.com/jameswallaceart

fifty

   fifty

 

Somebody told me to jump off a cliff

I said no, told them to go and we got in a tiff

 

He believed that I could fly

I did not agree

But he did insist on it

until I had to flee

 

For I feared he may right

For he may be wrong

I could be outcast, a flying freak

or hit the ground headlong

 

Such choices one must rarely make

but a stranger's choice is not for their sake

it's offered to you, a burning gift

to cast it out or give a lift

 

One's soul can only answer to the choices it does make

So why not give it pride and joy, you risked for your own sake

 

And if you fall, well what of it

you're headed for a grave

But why not try, you might just fly

make gravity your slave

Risk Assessment

 

Your trip hazard sits there waiting for me

you've made sure it will get me this time I see

resting in secret, hidden in plain sight

I'm going to tumble right over it tonight

 

Have a safe trip I hear irony say

as I lurch forward and the air gives way

allowing me to fall down as though dropped dead

and I find myself lying awake in your bed.

 

Then at last you pull your hazard tape out

and set to work before I show any doubt

You bind me there to be your slave

excitement and fear wash through my body in waves

 

You get the safety gear out, my PPE

and then you set to work coupling you to me

The fitting is tight, you rattle it in

pulling and rubbing my tightly sheathed skin

 

The moment has come and I have too

why did I never risk assess you?

 

Sex Games - Rrrants - Feb 2011

To my wonderful stranger

 

I don't think I know your name

but I love you all the same

You breezed into my life and gave me a smile

I've treasured that gift for a long while

Will we meet again, on another  train?

I pray for it daily, I want to see you again

Want to sit near you and hold your warm arm

To feel you stroke me, to absorb your kind charm

 

Your beautiful memory stays with me

my wonderful stranger I want to see

 
     
 
 
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