The Words Are Erased Before The Fingers Hit The Keyboard

Did you reach ten?
In this handpicked selection of poetry D William Harvey collates the lost spaces of love, degradation and resumption of lust between those desperate interludes.
Filled with howling at the muse and soft whimpers into the long night of oblivion this strangely human selection offers an insight to ourselves through the keys of a discordant keyboard.