So, what would you do
if I fought with you ?

If I walked in circles
circling you ?

If I picked my own language
and talked at you ?


What if I removed my long black coat
shook my wings
and insisted on staying ?

What if I put in my teeth
and clawed at the furniture with my lengthening nails ?


What if I put my breath to your eyes ?

You’ll not trust me
I know of that

What if I murmur in your open ear ?

You’d shiver and shake
I’ll see to that


What if I turned up the drowning music
so the neighbours couldn’t hear us
and stepped from behind my eyes ?

then I’d have focus


What would you do ?


I’d like to think
you’d simply say

‘What’s that smell ?
Make it go away !’