ample designs on complexity
tumbled in my head
then fast span
a whining mental launderette
bolstered by normality
echoed in the bunker
of cathartic booze

the red club hummed
a dirty great fuck
passion pounded
sweat and good times
drenched the frenzied
slashed by mirrored walls
focused on the quiet place
in the hurricane's eye of the spotlight
a diva giving generously
strapped to the prow
slapping the white-maned breakers
lapping up the comeback
vision of majesty
a hard-on black clad bust
ballast against those lungs
organs of soul
cathedrals of sweetness

I watched you from the throb
of the crowd
stiff as my vanity
tight as the rhythm
bristling with sensitivity
proud with love
competing with your father
no words between us
cast from a similar wounded mould
my eyes were jewels for you
for your crown
the orgy was centred on you
the red-hot song caused them to dance
in the palm of your hand
you were mother to the party
and maenad to the master
of their wanton joy
how were yo so alive
in the moment's timeless whole
burning brighter
a greater cadence
a faster fuse
offering full breasts to the throng
bursting into, over and through us

the muster of desire
roused the concrete basement
contained therein
in anonymous splendour
a gathering of likeness
a trove of beauty
beneath the dirty streets
beaten grey
by the tireless tyres of taxis
a womb of brilliance
hiding from the daylight
forged from stubborn aspirations
tempered by the spirit of constant change
writhing in slippery
skins of inspiration
laughing by a warm hearth
into the flat face
dull dread of winter's wake

we left when the ceiling span
dashing through the April rain
flirting with Spanish Hanway
drinking whiskey and ice
to forget how we got home
where our hearts took council
with our whispering tones
till dawn found us sleeping uneasy
nesting in the shanty ark
snared in love
stunted by sex
yet non the wiser
but non the less
closer
as always to death