So you did the ***** tonk
and I did the shoulder shuffle
driving down boulevards
laughing and singing
and trying to find our place
in each others heads
Little did we know
that our words would slice
your face always susceptible
to the tone of my voice
storming out of restaurants
and smashing paintings
of your lovers who were charming
your clothes on the floor
my boxers round your waist
we'd find a common ground
in our anger at the world
and of each other
It was and is
a despicable love
and I wouldn't trade it
for the insincerity of comfort
that so many others have
We shall watch them all rot
at their very cores
passions drilled out of them
as they seep into their settees
while we wear rotten skin
and shine from the core.
That is the equity of love.
and I will adore you
for a very long time
or until my mind dilapidates.