She's
no judge of character
Ages
foam her nonchalant waves
She's
no corrupt barrister
Bribing
the beak in Novosibirsk
She's
no weekend Maisie
Watering
the garden of weeds
Maybe
she'll purple haze me
In
exchange for a merger of creeds
We
are double barrels
We
are super-licious
The
underworld we travelled
Is
gonna sorely miss us
Eurydice
my fountain
The
source of all my songs
You
light my purple lantern
Like
a juicy plum
She
knows we're magnetic
Springs
flow backward in our step
Where
Augustine loved too late
Like
this moonlight we're ill met
I will
lose you like an iphone
And
the clouds will bring you back
To dissect
me like an elephant
In your
lilac studded sack
Licorice
lick me like a toffee
I
am stickier than your jam
I
will wake you like hot coffee
Stir
your maelstrom with my spoon.
19/08/2016
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