Tea and Harmony

Being heard is 
The ultimate erotica
Being seen as
More than the sum of my parts
More than the glass in my heart
The cage of my past
Lifts in the light
Of this tower of understanding
Flesh dreams made real
Soul returned to body with added
Colour, like my silver strands
Catching the rainbow in the first few
Moments of Sunday

On Satiation (a haiku)

I may have mentioned
That I liked it rough and he
Delivered, I'm spent

Intricate/Filthy

Sweet like serenading and sunrise storytelling
And spooking the crows away from you
Hot like teeth and tongues clashing
And choking 'til I tapped out, tied up
Wholesome like cold water and an omelette
And a sunscreened walk to the city
Filthy like no sleep and too much coffee
And chainsmoking and nudity on the balcony
Intricate like all of our past lives repeating
And tumbling into each other on a hot night
Elemental like sweat and blood and gas
And your hand on my goosebumps
Happy like sleeping and smiling and waiting 
Patiently to be next to you

Love Me Tender

The first man who wrote a song for me

Died of a broken heart

So don’t you start

Don’t you dare call your Mama

Telling her I’m sweet

Telling her you feel complete

Don’t you dare be tender

The first man who dared to fall for me

Tripped over his own fear

So don’t get ideas

Don’t you dare touch me softly

Make it transcendental

I can’t stand the sentimental

Don’t you dare be tender

The last man who stole a kiss from me

Wooed me with blades

So don’t be afraid

Don’t you dare make this cute

Tie me up and mute me

Make me your bloody beauty

Don’t you dare be tender

Dead Reckoning

Blue collar north
Welcomes collarless east
Prodigal daughter home
And I'm still
Younger than her
Even though she's
Forever in stasis
Trapped under tracks
And I'm still
Walking her path
To the station
And the streets have a rhythm
Red brick, blonde brick
Red brick, blonde brick
Blonde brick, red brick
Basket range
And I'm still looking
For her footprints 
In the scrub
Still catch myself
Checking for her shadow
In the blue collar north

Sixty Nine Women

Every day
Another one gone
Relentless
And how do we cope
Do we keep on
Keeping on
Blinkered
Shrinking into silence
Or do we rise up
Clothe ourselves in black Latin mourning
And mute the guilty with a warning
How do we answer
The call to arms
Do we raise a white flag
Or do we cry battle

Rights & Reservations

I reserve the right to remain silent
I reserve the right not to respond to you in the streets
I reserve the right to deny you my flesh between the sheets
I reserve the right not to wear a bra
The right the display every scar you saw fit to give me
Every bruise and broken bone I had to live with
I reserve the right to remain silent