the cold white street light
shines like a false moon
through your mangled blinds
my body aches as i curl on the bed
you are lying next to me
we are not together anymore
but
you pull me into you
at first with just your breath
slowing with sincerity
your body careful to touch me with nothing but
a right foot
which just rests against my own
or perhaps it is my shin
all I feel is red hot thunder
pulsing through my skin . . .

when you touch me.
your kiss a magnetic field
where of course i’m the magnet
clinging on still by some force of will
while you lay
easy steel
in for the ****
as it certainly couldn’t be for the thrill
your violence is a gentle one though
you wear a false moon in your eyes
that signs an ‘i love you’ only i can read
that i swim in
that spills over and bleeds
making it all the worse
that i’m still here.