He just walked on by ...

Pink. A crush hot.

Three Points. Put that there.

You. Blue

Me. Green

Us. Lovers.

I never understood Us and Them,

but that what it was all about.

They broke my body and my mind,

They dribbled, crazy like hornets angry, mad,

Intoxicated fury.

They destroyed me, people I once knew, once knew well,

And I never understood that it was all just about us and them.

We will never see eye to eye. Her anger reverberates in my head,

But I cannot replace instead, someone else, that person is dead.

I never understood why it was my fault. But she blamed me nonetheless.

A convicted Hess.

The queer gods ruled the ancient world,
The ancient world was queer,
It was ancient when the queers ruled.

Now we are a whisper of the past,
Now we are a thread and gasp,

A rasp, of leaves on a summers day,
Whisked away.

A Gossamer, glistening in the glen,
Tulips in bloom,
Thrushed, blushing red.
Two lips crushed together,
A stolen breath.

Tick,
Tick,
Tick,

The hours, they pass, lovers leap in
two
each others arms

Spaghetti legs and arms,
the nub smell of rub and sheet,
the twine nibs imprint,
a palmer's press.

Give me a kiss, breath,
You escape me, but just.
I cannot escape. I give up.
I cannot escape your lovers lap.
Dippled cheeks, and that,
Smile, laugh.

Your mind is a killer. It's a net of whittle and wit
You laugh because I am an easy lay, I have no complexions, no way
out.
You laugh because I am so strut forward, and you know, you play.
You play, pull touch push. And laugh.
And when I want to say nay, go away and sulk you pull me to your chest,
and **** into me like a full house on a sunny day.

You worry me, Shy One,
I'd love to get to know you.
But you are not shy, you are a bastion.
Quiet, unmoving, firm. Resolve.

You are a friend, fathoms deep,
I need to fathom you out.
I need to speak to your sleep.

Your pulse, is like the tide, constant, neap.
Under the moon, pale, we sleep
Speak out! Let's just talk about the weather today,
I don't mind. Talking about the weather is just as good,
How are you ? I know you're fine. We don't change those sands of time.

You are deep, but quiet, a firm resolve,
A revolver, rotating drum, by the fire light,
The din of the djinn, is quiet in your soul.
I stare into the embers of the coal.
The call of the night.

Talk to me. Tell me something about you.
Mystery of the mysterious ones,
The seven cities you lived in,
The seven sons,
The seven suns in the sky, revolve around us,
those djinns that live in the bastion

I want to know you, I like you,
Talk to me, even about the weather,
How are you, fine, as ever,
Tell me are you all right, is your family safe,
Do you eat at night ?

The ace of spades
Was digging in the flowerbeds
Last night under the shade of the moon

Her rosy lips were clipped and
Her hair in disarray,
As the traffic down in
the valley disapproved.

What happened to Clara at the click of nine,
Down on the corner at fifth and dime ?

Silk stockings and stillettoes
stabbed the night
Traced out in tendrils
Of wispy smoke at bar ends

Aye the glint in his eyes,
That ace of spades,
Put paid to his debt
Of knives.