London, 2011
It began subtle and harmless. A deconstructed catharsis
Separated to hundreds of parts by your lovely touch
And some hungry consumption of every London drug in the darkness
In the corner of clubs - I'd watch you on the heavenly dais
Adored by a bevy of strangers tangling for your flesh. I was waiting
to be next. In the matrix of lights that was Fabric. It was the night of the addicts
Devoured synthetics with wild abandon - your smile decanted
Every coward's attempt at guile, they'd clamor at your arrival
And at your departure your disciples began crowding the exits
This City was An epoch old. The culture was rooted.
Past concurrent with future. And you claimed your lover was sutured
With a blush that was muted - we'd spark a spliff in the Mews
I could see your heart burning, considered a split into two
I looked different to you - as November passed
And we returned home - and things would pretend to last
Years Between
We would reminisce constantly. The memory haunting me
I saw a shimmer in your eye whenever you talked to me.
You missed London so much. The city became you.
While I felt the same, you were always Venice to me
Beautiful waterways that stretched in the streets
Persephone’s sexual fete. That lusty, erotic veneer
As you danced with a man who would be gone in a year
And I’d always be here – gazing into the water
Looking at the flesh of dead men.. decaying and rotting
Yes. It would always be here, my celebration of wanting
So why not take the leap? It's only gravity darling
Though there’s faults that are forming - youre slipping through
And I think it isn't true. I guess I'm too conditioned to
You're masterful taunting. A virus that I need in my life
Please. Keep it to yourself and leave me to die.
Boston Harbor, 2014.
We were touring the boat. I remember. You said nothing worthy of note.
Or, it was all blurred out by the vodka shots poured towards our throats
Occasionally hitting their mark, waiting for something missing to spark
In the core of your soul. The sea breeze tussled your hair as you posed next to me
Something in the air suggested we were two destined souls so
I later checked out the photo but nothing was there.
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