One magnet on the metro
Next to another
Energy flows directed
Into the metal on metal
Rails and rainbows
Glassy stares
Red as perfume
Petal to petal
Hearts beat
Teeth grind
Hot cheeks
Incline
to the better part
Doors crush
Until they slide
Untwist your face
In purple aneurismic gashes
Before they spark
Repulsive
smart infatuations
Like an empty chair
In Cratfield
Which is a village
Somewhere
On the earth
Suffolk
If you must
Suffolk
If you must
One magnet on the metro
Next to another
Peeled the force
Of lust away and somehow let it go
Again
Broke the rust belt
of its lover like
One weak magnet on the metro
Next to an electric scuffer.
14/09/17
pic: stolen
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