Sunday, 14 August 2011
Mystery Woman
Mystery woman of the East,
What beast could resist your charm-ed eye,
Nightside tresses and flowing.
Jawline sublime - untroubled skin
And regal cheekbones on high?
They undercrown those seeing orbs
By which you rule and terrify with
My abject heart so weak and western.
Black crow I cannot rebuke the trouble you sow
Erotic. despotic, amid the flow
Of tyrannical, fascistic glow and show;
I am transported by this dunmost brune,
With the darkest of roots and the whitest of suits;
Of lip-licking subtefuge and cunning,
Linguistic wordplay beneath arches of piss-
Soaked walls, emblazoned with obscenities.
What curious strains of verisimilitude
Could warp the weft of her extremities?
She sashayed across the place in complete animus grace,
With bare arms, dimpled charms and Amazon face.
Forget the blonde, I can only respond
To the ochre eyed kind, the darkness of the race.
Exterminate common squalor!
Flush the stinking hordes into the gutter,
Water cannon wipe-out these worms!
Only the gods perspire perfume
Shit gold and piss bourbon.
It is this that we worship
In music and blood.
Olympus has been run derelict
And the maggots have been allowed
To flourish in monotheist neglect.
Stone goddess of the latrines,
Urania of the urinals.
Green slime climbs
Imperceptibly your concrete pedestals
While rancor entwines
The smashed nostrils of your
Flawed statuette.
Not bronze but brick and mortar
Builds your your temple
And so motalises you
Iin the eys of your disenchanted
People.
In this zone of Aphrodite
This rusted chain of Chastity
This fleshless enormity of
Empathies lack. Where is the
Inveterate sweat of mammalian
Excess? Oozing armpit hair
And septum glistening?
Bruis-ed lips and hooded eyes
Which flash in bashful surprise.
A pudenda most moist in
Olafactory heat.
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