raken heart lies

I like your milky face

And bubble gum lips

I like your sensuous grace

And jelly tot tongue tip

I crave the forsaken torment

Of enmeshment with you

I like your halohood of lumination

I like your taste in tea and cakes

Your cornflake gaze

And quantalogical culmination

Your crookly wince

And car crash pallor

What did she say?

She says it’s nothing new

What does she think?

She thinks it’s frail vanity

What will she do?

She’ll beat you into withdrawal

'Til your bursting bloodied head

Heaves and screams and commands

“Set me free!

I’m just one of your minions

Amid the suntans and coke cans!”

That’s where I thought I saw

Your rippling metadefection

In the shrunken puddle of youth

But I never cavorted with you

In the mudbath

And smeared you into indelibility then

Apart from with the kick of your perfume

And the lick of your shadow

Apart from the confluence of imbuement 

In the wet cement of my raken heart lies

And washed up dust brimmed

Lustlorn eyes.