Condition

'I think you will find
that the conditions and cautions
of this partnership have expired.'

This is how he put it
my banker boyfriend,
his hair as set as a scallop
his tongue as scrubbed as a club latrine,

it was only when he stooped to kiss me
as if to offer a christmas bonus
that I felt inside my pocket for my penknife,

only after twisting his pubic hair
into spinodes
and plunging through his third nipple
did I pause to reflect

that his neck had been the perfect
portion of porcelain
needed to break this contract.