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Broad running waters splash
Visions, wetting over years,
Eroding fireworks, rocks,
And then gone…

I want to fuck
With the windows open
So the pinched and twisted,
Cruel and bitter,
Friendly neighbour faces
Can reflect…

Their tutting like the rocking bed.
Their cheeks a burned, exhausted red.
Arching eyebrows splayed like legs.
I find I want to lick their foreheads…

So pull tight the curtains,
Hide me back
In void alone
To float
-clouds of smoke over whisky rivers-
In soggy Atlantis.