You rolled your tongue, you spat… I flew… A hole in one! Despatched
Me in the kitchen sink; I sank confused and bruised and thinking about our
Honeymoon of nights beneath the moon together. Crosslegged, floating down
The river. We didn’t need a boat-us angels aren’t afraid of water, are
We?Are we?? I am, now I’m lying flat with alligators and rats to talk
To… licking sweetcorn from my fingers, tea leaves from my eyes;the blood
Of suicides is dripping on all sides, and I’m wondering if one of them
Could be you. YOU….. Yes, I wonder if one of them could be you.
(She said, «no complications…I’ve been hurt too many times before
And each time, well it gets a little harder — I’ll hurt you if you stay
For more. (she said….) She said : «it was different last night; You
Were a tiger on the prowl. You had claws — but they snapped. You don’t
Attract me now. She said, «Don’t bother phoning ; I’d slam the receiver
Right down. Well, I just want to be alone you know these days…..)
Somewhere someone’s laughing.