We fill [out] your fingers I guess
We splinter them and kiss them with sandalwood
We weaken more words with every word we use

No one recycle any more language

Remember language as a tenement in the house made of music(k
Each white-wash of each floor another redrawing of the mouth

Imagine language as a tenement inside your head
Thin walls [outperform] each other-
All other thinness thickens the skin
All the thicknesses terrify your eyes
The rattling cold pipes that gargle – the grand windows
Allowing you to peer at the possible
This cluttered space for words, with only the floor tidy
So don’t trip over them

David will be reading his poetry tonight with Gavin Selerie at Wurm im Apfel. Cat and Cage, 74 Drumcondra Road Upr, Dublin 9, 8pm, free admission.

David Toms is from Waterford city. He completed his BA in English and History at UCC in 2009. Since then he has been a PhD student in the School of History in UCC. David’s poetry has appeared in a wide variety of magazines and publications including Vantage, Default, The Delinquent, BlazeVOX and Past Simple. David has had two chapbooks published For the Misanthropic Muse (Default, 2009) and Tom O’Bedlam Sings His Song (Knives, Forks and Spoons, 2010).