Friday, 8 January 2010



Another, yet more
Additions to the hunky-dory life
In a care-free city, I massage
Sweet chilli into the skin
Sweet sweet sizzling in the valleys
Cherry red and purple...a bit of green even
Lemon also has its zip power here, the latest
Valley formation...a satisfying hollow...laps
Up this zest, was formed by falling bedposts
Of all things
You are not crowding me out
Gatecrashers
I am not nervous
These people go all homosexual in order to
Fend off unwanted admirers
They wait for the one that ticks
All the right boxes to come along
Pay the price in the meantime with
Head-the-balls
Wardrobe has nice clothes
I am protective
Judgemental
Reckon she's on a high and
Seriously...too, too plain
Head down for the whole show...i think
Sweet...looks ill
Sweet...looks ill
Today I am fractured
Truly fractured...but
Only if I allow it
I don't buy it
I don't buy it
You are humble
I am also...so we lock horns
Lock on, lock off
Hellos through the letterbox
Cold, then warm, then hot
Then warm, then cold
Finally...cold
All endings are the same

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