MISTAKEN (revised)

MISTAKEN (revised)

Your smell is strange
Not unpleasant
Just strange
Your skin is not calm
Your eyes remain watchful
You taste wrong
Dilute, bitter
Brackish in my mouth
Its not the same
I want to be with him

I know your body
You're a good friend
Solid, without subtlety
We've made this mistake before

Nobody's fault
I'm here aren't I?

You sit on the end of the single bed
Listening to Capital Gold
By your side, the little collection of porn

Now I see in you
The orphan at the mercy of the Christian Brothers
Ruled in part by boredom and terror
The borstal boy
The teenage volunteer
Twenty-eight days
For striking a comrade soldier

You asked me once
After a marathon session at the Chip
I fell over and broke my glasses
If I loved you

I said yes
It was the truth

It was never mentioned again

To me, there are different kinds of love
It can change
To you, people don't go back on their word