I was dependent
On drugs and docs
And bosses and pets
And beer and love
To soothe and cool and ring
and tender my
and tender my
Somnambulism
The click of a button
Put flesh on that
Put flesh on that
You're still alive
My piquant Caligula
You're still alive
My hallowed Lesbia
Blazing like the washing line
Bright light and breezes
Whirl and court your
Handsome beard
In relation to you
I am the cat
Your warmth intimates
My segregation
These wild claws retract
Like the pupils of domestication
Slittered like a blind
Biscuits crack
My rasp I purr and very
Gently watch you relapse
Into blackness
While I walk the walls
And savage
Courses plump my hackles yet
My stomach watches
While I hunt
But hunger left me to my fate
of easiness and ready comfort
Pads my sleep
of easiness and ready comfort
Pads my sleep
Which your emasculating effect
Has made complete
Now I'm dependent on you
For warmth
For shelter
For affection
For food
Like some scabby leopard
Impotent
rage
Eyes
of glue
In
a cage
in the zoo.
21/09/17
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