For Wendy

Ah Wendy! Once suspended in your breath aplenty
coaxing men and madness with a smooth poignant groove
in a dark dank smoky room

Ah fuck I could breathe for you
The way you swam there listless in the soul key
quiverring shimmers in a jazz sea
Tracheal tendrils wrapped like copperwire
round our wild strings

And we are doused in wine and warmth here
from the silver vessel of your love
from your wealth and your discourse
excavated from an honest woman’s well source

bloody red; stained sweet and tender,
savage and pained in splendour.

Ah Wendy! You soared on past the age Grace
and you kept it.
Like every girl needs a mother
you injected it
respected it
and resurrected it

Ah fuck! I could breathe for you Wendy
in wild fire

of course.


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