word me up

You word me up
to the cock of my spine
you hard me on
like a burden
fox my trick
chiaroscuro
box my lick
in silver pearls
hardly have we
had our trouble
than i want to
do the double
fancy that
slice of muffin
lick your fingers
chocolate spread
show me pleez
your tush in bed
dingle dangle
death or glory
what's the angle
to this story
let me make a diary entry
it can be a documentary
girl meets grandad
twice her age
leads him to an
early grave
leads him from the narrow path
shows him things
which make him laugh
makes his fur shine
wets his nose
how it helps her
noone knows
guess she gets a little moist
when she hears his grubby voice
panting in her vaulted shell
guess she'll never
sip & tell
like the seller
of a dowry
like the forman
of a jury
like the teller of a fortune
torture tellar
golden bedroom
nothing can daunt
this mad ambition
to be is 2 play
engage permission
We have paid
The price of admission.

circa 2019