once

She had your pall of decadent beauty
She had your deep set elephant eyes
She had your elegant solitary blindness
She had your way of spawning silence
Shattering preclusion and superficiality
Like a sound-wave shatters glass
She had your fall of tentative symmetry
She had it all your gentle class.
Saw her in a Christmas halo
Made her up from hunger pangs
Gave her over like projection
Threw her ghostward with a clap
Drank her image by injection
Craved her taste her hips her hurt
Made a wishbone crack like firebombs
Span some fancy chemical notion
Bent her backwards made her over
With my ratchet gavel then
Stole her back from the maw of blitheness
Held to ransom like a kitten
In my pocket once again
to do with what
be off and do some shopping
Like the phantom of the opera
Like a haemophiliac in a slaughter house
Like the ice sculptor’s blow torch
Like the monument to Cain I come
To own and mourn her
Once
I was so lonely (baby)
Now I play the old cunt's game.