Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Lick my lips



Michael Caine
supermodel 
tape recorder 
Dream 
Abstract 
Convolvulus 
I'm asleep 
And my breathing 
Constitutes 
A pause 
But my dreaming 
Shall snail my coquetry 
Into your pulse 
Dissolving with a hiss 
Like friendship
Coagulating 
Steamily 
On a slow boat 
To sclerosis 
All is vanity 
Lick my lips 
With your toaster 
Set to burn 
With your roasted 
Garlic cloves 
your asbestos 
And your eyes 
Foul excrescence! 
What libidinous foment have you conjured ?
Or extorted 
And procured 
Kitten tongue roughly 
Lap my scruples
Hook them gutly
Condesencing
To abjure.

summer 2017 

photo by anatole green 











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