night time

(and a whole now what on earth?
has it come to intricacy/darkestness/uncertainty?
i couldnt tell you love affair cos bareness
blooms bonepatterned delicatelightshade-
swift switch flicked flung away sour lampness a
soot surrender)

so with dusky delinquency
(cos such perfectness should be extinguished)
thrown
(well only before me)
back bent unawkward though and
(for only i can touch those arms-o-sin and petaledbreasts and screamlips.) spun soft in sullied hurriedly blossoms fierce&restless
(between me)
sunken into
(and you the dark is gentle enemy/bliss i cant stand to look at you for love is too complex)
plumbed depths
(so dumbed physicality is rife writhing) and
Peace.