Your body wrought, with senses light
and eyes that saw a shadow
of another time.
I kiss the dark beneath each one
then trace the lines around them
with my swollen lips.
It wasn’t on my mind at all
I swear I only touched you
in a certain way.
Yet in the past I coined the phrase
that formed very core
of notoriety.

The Moon lay on its back
as if the rushes of love had
exhausted all patience.

Rumours of death slipped
unnoticed from the lips
of children, while Erebus
danced from one slaughtered
family to the next.