Courtesan blood
rubied
this saturation
like the weather

bold lonliness
steps loud
down oiled walls
bright and lacquered

the jangle of keys
from full length leather
creaking in her lean
with a hip
the perfume
blazing in the cold
damp cooking
smells and neglect
the grand empress
swaying with age

light falls into the shadows
stretching
tired on an oriental
rug
chaise lounge stacked
tumbled with magazines

sit close to me...

but i like alone
its a place i know
youve found me
here

made your place

made me yours
behind closed doors
and the terrace
tops

marriage could
hold you
more then these
useless arms

only good for pushing
never taking

gentle
tender
loving

my scars
dont touch them
so you put your
own down

made me burn
and ache
forever
each time
i hear the
songs

never meant
for me

but you watch

These are the first inlets
into gay gerunds
while the loop-holes
are gaiety green

Child, o your windows
shrewd me in crude suckt
and i burn as a star dust
gramercy gape at your gap

I pet a beckoning threnody
not enamel crack of grievance
as milk vessels crevice
in lamb dental's

Moats that mould
can afford no out-lets
and when the bricks mature
biers erect ivory like dolmen

erotixa

slips in between the sterile beauty
the beast machine
nudges my chest
nipples still chilled
from the bold cold
that crept up inside
the last warmth

the light shines on fragments
of my shoulder
held together
by bad dreams
and lurid words

doll head dreams
on faded screens
"lipstick and tweezers"
she says sitting
straight up
eyes open
parted mouth