Can you help me name my 'saucy' new poem? Best title received by Sunday 6th Feb gets a signed hand-written copy in the post!

Young man! You make my mouth water
I was vegetarian before
But after just one taste of you
I’m your carnivore

Every glistening glance is a feast for my eyes
From your succulent shanks to your tender thighs
Let me pluck you, prepare you, oil your skin
As I take a moment to drink you in

Your rippled nipples like walnut whips
Surrounded in whirls of curls
Your breast moist under my fingertips
Softer than any girl’s

Don’t talk with your mouth full
Or bite off more than you can chew
The only dish I’m laying on my table
Is a man-sized portion of you

Natural, organic, nothing canned
I’m going to bake this cake by hand
No recipe to tell me how to do it
Forget extra virgin – here’s my cruet, unscrew it

For once I won’t listen to the three second rule
I could eat you off the floor
You’ve given me an appetite
I want you sizzling hot, not raw

I think it’s time to turn you over
I’m not quite sure you’re done just yet
So I’ll prick you ‘til your juices run
And I sense the scent of your salty sweat

I’ll stroke the fur of your ripe white peach
Push apart the flesh for my mouth to reach
The freshest fruit, the ripest bite
Of your sweetest meat, your sinews tight

Yes, I will have my fill of you
Over breakfast, lunch and dinner
I’ll truly make a meal of you
Who cares about getting thinner

When I’ve got you to plump me up
To wet my lips, to fill my cup
Make me melt as I slowly thaw
Keep me coming back for seconds
Please sir, can I have some more?

Copyright Marcus Reeves © 2011

Confessions Of A Door Whore

As a gay man, I’m a total disaster
There are so many rules that I’m yet to master
From concealing my feelings, to working out
Building up my bubble butt and perfecting my pout

I never ever swallow, I always spit
And I’m not into fisting, or any of that kinky leather shit
But where I really fall down is in my taste in song
You see, my musical preferences are totally wrong

Lady Gaga and her poker face leave me cold
I can’t stand The Smiths if the truth be told
I find Kylie satanic and I can’t deny
That Jake Shears and the Scissor Sisters make me want to die

The Pet Shop Boys are a pair of techno twunts
I loathe grandma Cher and her auto-tuned grunts
Madonna is a meaningless, withered old witch
Barbra Streisand? Back to Vegas with the overblown bitch!

Judy! Judy! Judy! passed over right on time
I’m only sad that Liza didn’t follow right behind
But worst of all – and where I feel I’ve really failed
Is that I'd love to see Kate Bush publicly flailed

Copyright Marcus Reeves © 2010

Happy New Year!

I hope you all had a good festive break and the new year brings great things. I've certainly got big plans for 2011 and intend to keep you all more informed about what I'm up to via more regular blogs and newsletters to my mailing list.

2010

My main focus last year was a collaboration with musical director Michael Roulston on the Concept Cast Recording of Postcards from God - The Sister Wendy Musical. I was especially pleased when in December, Sister Wendy appeared on Graham Norton's show on BBC Radio 2 and they listened to 'Viva Sister Wendy!' live on air. You can hear them chatting on the show's Myspace page and listen and download all the songs for free at www.postcardsfromgod.co.uk.

November saw my inclusion for the fourth year running in LGBT arts festival Wise Thoughts GFest and Michael and I took to the stage in two shows at the Cochrane Theatre, joined by our new choir The Quicksilver Singers. You can hear the live demos we recorded at those gigs at www.myspace.com/marcusreeves.

January / February

The new year sees a series of live appearances. On Saturday January 22nd, The Quicksilver Singers will perform at Lavender Nights, a fundraiser for HIV charity Positive East. I will be celebrating my birthday on Thursday February 3rd at the Royal Vauxhall Tavern performing alongside anarchic performance artist David Hoyle and on Thursday February 17th, Michael and I will visit the Double R Club, paying tribute to all things David Lynch.

I hope you can make it along to one of the shows!

Best wishes for 2011

Marcus