The vanity of the opportunist
And narcissism on an
Imperial scale, breeding spite
And despotic aches
Finding form in entitlement
To steep in bloody euphoria
The despicable canvas
Bleached whiter than death

Solitary molecules wander from receptor
To receptor, Come
Spiteful opiate! Invoking bliss as brittle
As rapture like the
Harlequin balanced between his stilts
And the noose

The sovereign tongue contorts
And molests it's
Dance as meretricious as the poppy!
A foul lecher drooling bile on these
Windows! On this pristine filth

We've made our bed, and lord knows
We won't be telling the truth in it
A cobblestone chorus with all the tenacity
Of oxygen bent double on phosphorus
The tearing of the robe
As the curtains in the temple
The stretching of the rope
As a sordid fundamental

I let the flesh persist such that
In transient and passing stupor, I exist
Speak not, child speak not
There's an art to it

A prickling of every pore
Each follicle an antenna, Crackling static
Over cold skin, vasoconstriction on every
Frequently flung out frequency, Individuals
All lined up in sequence
Elated and unabated, Pulse and pulse
Again! Ah! To plaster the walls
With the bone dust, And to smear over the
Concrete with bloody viscosity

All born in the gutter
To gutter-borne orphans
All limbs and no legacy All in
This together? Hah! I'll believe it
I'll let it grow like plaque - when
My head zips up at the back
Down from the ballpoint comes
A great new divide
Sintering these crystallites
We're less catalyst and more cattle-eyes
Two-faced phases falling, failing, flailing
Against the undertow
In the pretence that they're not just atoms
In the cycle of reactant flow

And, as many are the flaxen locks rudely
Torn from the heads of children
Many are the pawns thrown without
Ceremony from this mortal board
The Queen moves unperturbed
But there's a wanton amoral
Grip about her throat abhorrent and abundant
Resplendent on the velvet

The papaver is germinating, not
For want of soil, Nor water