Monday, 19 March 2012

Filigree Emotional

In the dance for

Voyeuristic corners

I'd die for you semi-precious

In this three minute song.

An abstract jigsaw

Of petrous expressions

Its eyes harnessed to

A mandala

As eels escape

From her vanity case

And twine around

This autoerotic savage.

Filigree emotional

Every forgotten wound

In bloom and laughing

Undress her in a mystery

Anti-septic slut

And run races over

Her re-surfaced skin.

Thirsty from confiding

High opinion self harm

Our lipstick smudges

Kiss on the glass

She gave me.

Look down the candle staircase

To a side street

Cobbled with rain.





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