Karmic Lie

You lie there
so still
counting stubborn looking sheep
A crack in the ceiling
eases itself slowly open
Boredom spilling out
and dripping
Split, splat,
Split, splat,
Blinking on your forehead
Weeping in your third eye
The Union Jack
flying like a flagging tear
marking up the end
of yet another unrequited love
That rhythmic movement
rocking back and forth
side to side
paralysed with familiarity
I am numb
Spilling yourself by accident
But inside nothing moves
In you

And so I’m like a corpse
And you
You want to curl up and cry
Unkissed
Unloved
Misunderstood
And so do I

And yet the comfort
Of the ride is sweet
Endowed with what U R
Like a sleeping mouse
Smooth and brown
It seemed so harmless
The love so innocent and pure
And then I see

I see

Your dreams
Your fantasies
Your pornographic scenes
The bastard of a thing
That is your destiny
Your karmic tripwire
in suspenders and high heels
You, in control
Them, in submission

I realise with a sinking heart
you truly lie