slithering away from me

in dark shapes and inked thighs

she dresses in smiles and boredom

she talks to the fish and dogs in the street

she never re-gains confidence in the day-after

and draws pictures of names on the walls

of her dreams


yellow haired and out of the pattern

she speaks words of contempt

lying under-dressed in the warmth of the

wide-handled chair in her living room

I once learned to know her

I once used to think I was close


alone in darkness

the 7 years of lust drop upon me

her smile and the smoke in her eyes

14th is the day

14th is the after-thought driving me mad


no one is clean anymore

no one can dream any longer


happy should be

the maiden inside you

gazing empty over the years that passed


beside you I walk

holding your hand

don’t ever let go

don’t ever look back


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