Gluttony

I love you undone.

With the wind a whisk

in your cake batter quiff.

You are Christmas and pine

and swept under carpet, new year resolutions

You are the everyday walk and

the trudging responsibilities at home

you are 6 year old grudge and six month old telephone

you are myriad music from an imagined gramophone

You are high waisted jeans that still don't fit

you are the ill gotten means and the end of an aged beginning

your are the dew drop on leaves and butter faced thief

your are my favourite lace lingerie and empty box of sweets

You are red you are eternal

you are changing shape

you are a headache,a moron

your are the measly treat i can afford

You are the jangle of my keys

and the dangle of my fingers out the window at 3 am

you are the fire escape and the bellowing flames of deceit

you are the pointless blog and mouth full of stars

You are parks and orange snowfall

you are marshmallows and a corner

you are hasty dust of off lips

you are a wild oozy high

FILLING.

Your are a string of unlit bulbs and the warmth of blue polka dots

you are the shriek of ecstasy and climaxing runs

you are...

you are...

you are...

a name I've forgot!

...NOT

"sigh"

You are a street where my college is

you are a road where i get my cigs

you are and was and forever will be

you are a butterscotch tart,and a red velvet soufflé

OF GUILT.