In my fatness In my rain

She came from-a

ice pick party 

She was thorn in 

Mason's lodge 

She was canter-tag 

a ripple

holy pagan maid of stone 

come to me 

all wet and dripping 

Lickabell lolly 

From the fridge 

I have dumbed you 
naked skipping 

In my fatness 

In my rain 

I have seen you 

still as thinking 

Like Bernini  

Marble courses 

running through 

Your statued veins 

She was come

back o nowhere 

seen her through 

the fucking glass

Rapid tram, 

delirious rocket, 

screaming past

Unscrupulous

Prison makes you 

dream these daisies 

Funny as a vampire kiss 

But they're eaten 

up by rabbits 

On a spider's bucket list 

Cadaverous as a morphine habit

Furry lazy little wish.

Mjc / 26/07/2016