A letter written with love not to be mistaken for a love lett… Could all at once, once read end my affair with love. I could at a moments notice write…
That was our Morning Long ago, in love Almost total Almost perfect So it’s there I stay
to think without eyes or ears the touch or smell
I feel a surge creeping up behind… or maybe from inside me; So surprise me. I can only take so much, before I crack a smile sweet;
Note the Look Mark, the Time The Thief; the Crook Charades in pantomime With little Hands passing
You are the catalyst of my purpose… an invader of freewill; A welcome trader, in everything I…
~ PUNCTURE-WOMB ~ Creating pretty holes and lovely h… Making spaces for stained~glass pa… Now sunlit, with vistas of red, so… —My Womb with a view.
Breathe with the streets, the dark… A real life night crawling creep. In the fresh hair, you find me the… and more... planning out my killing floor.
Look beyond these words And address the in-between Here lies a rest assured With conscience squeaky clean When you gave me your shelter
If I can’t be found, it is she who knows where I am; I am her Man. When I’ve gone too far, and have left all love behind;
Anna Sleaze is diseased. Like Typhoid Mary, and fucked with ease. Always with a “Please!” And a “MORE, MORE!, MORE!!”
You should worry, Babe; I am coming. I’m on my way; On the Return. That openness you shared with me,
When the caffeine turns to cigarettes and Meth-amphe… And the Amphetamines turn to Cocaine sex and Heroin dr… And the PCP, and years of LSD
I am Victory, within; You. A balance of all things Pleasant, And antagonistic to Dopamine pure… We Conjure; Then Conquer. Our symbiotic Love-Hate fate,
A Clock I draw from, with no surplus of Time. I must reconcile the fact, that until now; I’ve been in full black and white.
