Above the cushion springs
Above the bed sheet floor
They: Bird Lizard, Thing
Talon clasped around my neck
Below the salted rain, I
Bellow and ask for more

Trap these tremulous wrists
Tease these glistening lips
Bombard this sturdy frame
Bomb this body like a shanty town
After the white phosphor mist
Ambulate and bring the towel

Buried in the deep between
Buried in the *******
A post punk ****** scene
A sensational ligature
Tried and tested again
Test one more time just to be sure