pig

i’m Circe again:

singing stinging this man’s soul

into it’s true shape.

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you should always pay your debts

the bridges you burnt

the lessons not learnt

the ill will you earned

your lonely returned

unkindness you raised

all caught in a haze

your face starts to fade

you forgot-

the demons

always

need to be

repaid

i will

kick you to the kerb.

kick you again until you

bleed for both of us.

dichotomy

all the worst things are

right there inside you, you are

made of water and oil

territory

i want to mark you

with half crescent claw of nail,

declare you are mine

you are

the tide

that drags

me

down,

you spit me

out upside

round,

you haul

and pull

and push

me in,

and then

you let me

spin

i want you to

push your thumb

into

my mouth.

hold my tongue down .

follow the slide

of your fingers.

stroke lip inside out.

follow chin

to  jaw.

take my words

take my words

take my words.

flesh

thought i would revisit this one…

leejaye

i am terrified

by the

rawness of this

desire –

i can feel it

stripping me away,

one layer

at a time.

i suspect that,

eventually,

it will

leave me

as

neatly exposed

as a carefully

skinned

rabbit,

all inside out,

all pure

visceral

mass.

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the storm front

lightning on this edge

of sky this is you and me

our long kiss goodbye

Dragon Bite

the moon swallowed by

the dragon maw of cloud you

closed your eyes and sank