Sunday, December 19, 2010


All revealed the mercenary
Honour cast, compassion buried

Cos lust has crawled into the house
No longer a timid, tiny mouse
Once this carpet stained a boy
Now incandescent, naked joy

Soften cement
Feel it gush
The scent of intent
The breathless hush
The rhythm of lust
The iron from the rust
The momentary must
The Textural, carnal, corporeal, primal trust