Anatomies

i don't know what i'm thinking
in the purple
& the black
& the perfect figure
i don't trust; i don't believe a word you say
picture_postcard tale of a wind_swept cafe
here with the tea scalding me through
singeing my skin
and singing_
singing in the drizzle
& the pigeons
& the sinister
wreckage of amusements long gone
how are you taking this? skin warm through fabric,
moistening... nettles stinging above our heads
lay me down my coat as a blanket
i'm not sure what you think of me now
& the wine _ red & white _ flushing on and off like blood
flowing under the skin
& the noise of it all! clamouring in my ears
i clench my teeth around cigarettes & a duvet that is
not my own...
****** *** *
feel there must be something behind this... peel,
peel the layers away. scarlet sorrounding me
flesh bright_white against black the smell of
cannabis draws me in... and i'm touched, touched by the
movement springing under the skin. you're metres away from
me; the words i wrote on the wall have all been washed away
trace my spine _ undulating _ and i flinch away