I have pushed you in and out like a needle.

To tell the truth
days are all the same size
and words aren't much company.

You danced with me never saying a word.
Instead the serpent spoke as you held me close.
The serpent, that mocker, woke up and pressed against me
like a great god and we bent together
like two lonely swans

Now you grab me by the ankles.
Now you work your way up the legs
and come to pierce me at my hunger mark.

I know the ice in your drink is senile.
I know your smile will develop a boil.
You know only that you are on top,
swinging like children on the money swing....