ALTERCATION

So we're back to where
we started from. A
flurry of verbal blows
to the head a right cross
clipping your chin. You
stick one on my nose
and I bleed. Brilliant!

Brilliant! I shout
things can only get
better from here
and we go into a
clinch and wrestle
no holds barred
and like a couple of
haemophiliacs
we kiss and bleed
at the mouths
go down on
our hands and knees.

and like two film stars
we rise from a bloody mat
laughing.

PROMISES

Explain what it is
makes me want to
reach out and cling
to her even though
I recoil from such
promises.

Her smile flashes.

My response
is physically
unreadable.
Why then can't I
pick her up
spin her around
and take advantage
of the moment
bend her over
backwards
to face the stars.

I'd rather buy an ice cream
and go lick it
in the Rose Garden
that's why
where no one knows me
where I can dismember her
in secret because I need
the challenge of putting
her back together
exactly as I want.

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