Deep purples and blues
Ligature grooves
Yellows and blacks
The acts of whiplash

They line my back
With that "thwack"
Snap, attack. Sit back
Attach the belts
After they lash...

Deep beneath sheers
Our secrets sear
Sizzling acts
Incriminating collapse

While knees weaken
At lunch, speakin'
Barely a whisper
In memories breathin'
Throat constrictions
Leading to these light lesions
Cold trickles seeping
Beneath the fabric sheeting
My heart beating, my spirit leaving
I'm eating with my friends
But not one of them believe me
When they ask me, why im seemingly
A million miles away, I say "no reason"
But they see it, that I'm speechless
Off with the fairies, freely.
Floating realms, that sweep me
Off my feet, sequestered sins repeatin'

How each murmer escaped lips,
the turn of the flick of your wrist
I'm lost in the THICK of it.

So I excuse my pardon, sit at the park and, grin.
Longing for a memory remedy...
The air heavy, the reverie a burner
Gripped hair, moans, ******
Skin seduced in scorching secrets
Begging your touch to soothe, tease it
Free it, from the torture
Pleasure and pain, icy sorcerer
Witch my mind, till I'm putty
Moldable, obedient, your lil puppy

Then **** me, make love to me
Soothe me, be my drug hit
An addict for the euphoria
The withdrawal, phantasmagoria

Delusional delectable highs
Painful sighs, engulfed eyes
To heaven, hell and paradise
There and back, in one night

Under the watchful sights
Of moonlight, while you prise thighs
Take me to the ethereal side
As my soul leaves my life

Astral travels by your side
To be your pride and joy
Then divide, Conquer, destroy
In your delightful wicked ploy

To make me need another HIT
Savour every command, every inch
you're all through my veins now
Without you, I break down

Invade me, physically, mentally
Emotionally. Empty me of energy
Then moan with me, or own me
While I Invoke your spirit to go deep

Into the darkest recesses of my core
Corrupt me more, take me as yours
I can't focus anymore, only on your claws.
No remorse, no remedy. I'm here
To stay the course
Divorce the logical recourse.
As the Raven swore, a crow cawled
The line and declared Evermore
Chambering on my chastity door
Thats been locked up, waiting for
Someone worthy to absorb
Let's slowly smoke eachothers souls
Through these straws.
As i score my name in.  Adorn
And pour my poetry through your pores

Tonight, I'll be at yours, once more
Your personal *****. Your canvas
Then I'm going to paint you in our elixir
Create brushwork genius in bodies scripture
Signs of signatures. So my essence ever lingers
Like yours burns under your wick-end fingers

I
I spend a great deal of my life under influence.
If you came home with me
you would notice how my bedroom
permanently stinks
of ***** if you came out with me I would tell you
that I drink the way I do
because I know that the liver will heal itself
and the mind will not but in truth
it is because I know
that you cannot run from yourself;
but that you can hide
in a thick enough fog.

II
I often wonder
who I would have been
if I had not met you; if I would bleed less
and sleep more
and eat enough or if this is genetic -
if there is something written in my chromosomes
that will always keep my hands twitching
around knives and nooses.

III
I still get a head rush from tobacco,
even after all this time.

IV
I still get a head rush
when I see you,
even after all this time.

V
The day I became a shrine to you
I forgot what colour my mind was
beneath the tapestries;
I smell incense
everywhere I go and I do not
remember lighting it.
I did not agree
to these renovations I did not choose
the pieces
I just woke up like this one day,
glasses painted rosy.
Edges sanded down.

VI
I haven't finished a book
in the year
since we last spoke.

VII
I thought you were forever.
A reference on my CV.
A heart in the corner of my notebook.

VIII
I thought you were forever.
A clause in my marriage vows,
my daughter's middle name.

IX
I am afraid
that you will be forever.
A scab that I cannot stop picking.
A scar that I will
always
have to explain.

X
I am afraid
that I will open my mouth one day
and your voice will come out of it.