satnight

my body boogied with everyone
but you tonight and
my lashes quick picked up
young pretty boys they hardly
knew before they were ensconced
softly secure in my venus fly trap
and while my breasts were busy saluting and
the fleecey street lamps dropped gold dust and hops
became the perfume of the dance floor and the
move that shook the warped wood
solipsism shimmied from my eye shimmered down my cheek
and fell on her fucking face right in
the middle of the place so trembling
clumsy
(and when i look at her from behind
what happens dear is shes all turned around
like a pinwheel in the hot wind that blew all night
shes all turned around
all that ,is,,, you)

apple cheeks

i am small when i fold under
the weight of your regal discipline
i am no classic in my antique imitation
skirts and stockings
garters and corsets there
i go trying to lure you again baby blue
it's just that you are the king
of my genesis dreams i think if i heard
love waft from those peculiar long lips
like stacks of string sweetly lingering
on my hair i am sure i could not discern what you
were saying everything you utter unto me is
so
crisp