Met this one in a nightclub many years ago. Still can’t seem to get her out of my mind. Scary.

Kisses like lightning strikes

one flash then

bolt struck corpse lips

mesh and draw

tongues inhaled

Breasts like magnets

locknut nipples punching through

a too tight tee shirt

silk screamed neon exhortation

scrawled across her advertising chest

Head shorn

hard skulled

feminine as foreskin

fashionably false

Clown white face

tar black lips

newsprint negative

the colour of rage

Rings and chains through

gristle drilled and punched

to pierce and wrench at

too soft flesh

Screwed outdoors and in

love free sex

with violence for company

drink and drugs

fags and shags

and blind indifference

Dying with eyes that shout denial still

cartoon outlined

too bright, too white, not right

fighting back unthinkable tears

© David Hermelin 2017