woozy

remind me to never
compose when I'm leathered
the efforts thus far
have been piss-poor I'm sure

unfaithful

My sweet there are girls dearer
this much is becoming clearer
when she cries you will not hear her
as you're lying here with me

Lull

Dark cloud
but no guilt therein
Only lulling precipitate
clinging to a precipice
waiting to be absolved

Esther Rantzen

Haunched like a back-break piston
Flying through a viscid plume
Billow'd from a crone's cigar
Wailing triumphant "Here is where.
Let no one say I wasn't a gracious chap"

Esther, eyes ablazing
Swoops upon a mousey hound
Gnarled head sits high in fist
But the body limp furred sacking
"I know what has feasted" she crows

And a great she-wolf seeps out
From dark Gretel forests,
Squired by Waterbabies,
Porcelain in quietus.
Sneered smile creeps from
Punctured lips

And As For Love?

"Ice-cream with coconut mushrooms",
"In driving rain to Windsor",
"Your head on my lap so gently"
What do these things mean?"
He said

a leading question.

" " I replied

He said he felt it. He knew it. He had it in his arms.
I said: " "

I took of your flesh and drank all your tea
but I don't feel it

Guilt surges. I never intended not to love you.

I talk of it as if I knew it well:
I, this cold
I, this warm
this void,
this blossom
too jaded,
impure
I, listless melancholic,
and in wanting:
talk as if I had it