Unside.

Unside

Shell dangles in a square
light streams up across the bar
above is a fox a box of gloves
made up of eliza glass
pink white honey suckle
watches bows
bracelets
tight tight tights on wrists
drink pound sizzle
round town fizzle
pound for pound
one more
like a neckless made of orbs
greened, un cotton unzipped with blue
tight forest jumpers
trestled hairs rubbed
all about you
behind the panes upside
down glass after glass
right foot tap
ticking all the colour
loon lately go buy her
tick it tick it tick it
to the acid house
just keep breathing in in in
ooo just got to keep moving
rioters to the top ooo let the
water soe carry all the way to the top
the curly lai of the fox glove lips, laces waves like curtains tripped
a cot finger on the splintered shard sends a drop of blood into a glass
how man circles on the glass on the wall in the coal hole
the answers sitting on a chair
she sits so pretty over there
bee the fire bruning its
place
the bottom of the candle
stick
would you like a grape
silence
then
no were all right
happy where we are
sitting peacefully
by the unlit hearth
inside the diamond of the cole hole