metamorphosis

Strange how desire is sometimes sparked in the
underbelly of a pig
its coarse hairs, to rub along.
his putrid skin to saddle

my throat nuzzled a cackle.
laughed him into mud.

Or eel, spewing through earths saliva, slipping
8oclock slicked, sipped, spooned.
dressed to infest; 

Head, slit, song
an oily tune.

and love, ah love..slimy words in a broth you guzzled.
Grinning. greedy bastard. gorged, glugged..
'love, Love, LOVE' you'd gasp.

then grew

To the shape of a mattress, true..you were fine at first.
I rode your supple flesh from the frame of the bed
till you were despondant, dead.


So i pulled the duvet over your head.


A frozen lake, reflected my cool hard hand,flexible pliable
a faith. melt to warm; to wet.taste?