strike
a match and come closer and devour my kisses into christmas trees with angels
sitting pretty on frosted windows with naked pinup girls staring on with kohl
ridden eyes of far flung arab refugees hiding in camps and pirouetting in green
caviar sauces their canines printed red with wine and avocados the strawberry
juices flowing down to the breasts like huge heaving sand dunes shifting places
like rita on the day in school when she started menstruating out of the blue
she stepped inside the cellar where the vampires were feeding on dead
presidents sucking out their brains to decode what they had to do with the
nature of darkness that scares little billy every night on the hard steel bed
only before he cocks his ears and hears himself masturbating in lavish dreams
of a field of poppies snoring against the trade winds and daffodils dancing
against the cheek of an ugly princess whom frogs refuse to to kiss a book of
scandals its pages flying off in bits and pieces a beggar catches them from a
window ajar where wafts of Beethoven fly into the ears of witches spinning
around slowly on a spell to kill the earthworms that grow under the feet
everyday you wake up and find that the tub is filled with a mermaids all
desiring your body and when you offer them your soul they try to become humans
who will rule the moon where leaps have been taken a long time ago and signs of
primitive lovers who crouched on each other and mated like dogs in broad
daylight under a canopy of dense green trees where light glimmers through into
a shackle where the pygmies are crouched over the woman in labour her cries
pierce through the park and frighten the trained mongrels who ruffle and woof
and the ladies kiss you on the mouth avoiding the ruptured lips and nose for
bad breath of a prisoner who has weird foot orgasms for ten years when he looks
for freedom for the boy from school when puberty has hit him hard and fast and
he ran and ran to a wishing well and fairies rose and rose up to the sky and
spread out their broken wands only to bid goodbye to magic