chattel

I dont want
To come to
You
To be
Sated
I want
To be
Forever
Hungry
Sated
Is a passive
State
Passive is for
Buffalos
hunger
Keeps
Our connection
Taut
Id be heartbroken
If you said
You are
Sated
Then I know
Its the 
End of the road
Youve chosen
To wallow
And not
Live

chastity belt

I dont want to
Know
Have to
Know
What youre
Doing
Every moment
Of the day
Who you
Smiled at
If you 
Licked
Ice cream
That dribbled off
Someone's chin
Why you 
Did
What you
Did
Like Lara
I will perhaps
Upturn
My nose
And say
Pshaw!
Such
Mundane
Obsessions  
Are 
Not for us
Thank you
But if you play
Scrabble
And
Heres the catch
Lose to her
I will
Know
Words
Dont
Lie
Strange
Scrabble
Is our
Metaphor
Of
Faith

Tic tac toe

Before we 
Met
If I had
Shown you my
Blog
You'd have
Dismissed it as
Bedlam
Or 
Page 3
Posturing
Now that 
You have met
Me
You will
Understand
Why
Each of my
Toes
Likes
To be painted
A different
Colour

no swiss bank account this!

We are such
Paupers
You and I
All we have
To show
Are a series of 
Dots
Like a 
Morse code
That doesnt
Make sense
To anyone
We are such
Paupers
All we have
To show
Is this
Oh-so-fleeting
Moment
Gently
Cupped
In
Our
Palms
We dont even
Bank it
To draw
When 
We are
Depleted
We are so 
Smug
You and I
As paupers