I like to watch in the dark
The dark like an empty head
With the light behind the eyes
Throwing up on the black wall
The colours flaying stripping each
Other and it is not even a porno
Blushed pinks shudder into open
Reds sticky blue drink gulps purple
The slow whir of the fast grinding
Little black box, voices bickering
Moaning sometimes grunting over
Piano and cello when it’s really emotional
Directors I can imagine them sitting
In their Directors Chairs thinking hard
‘This is the way definitely yes
This is the way I want you
To feel sexy hurt sore tough
Ecstatic calm bright n naked
Here’s a soft bone of meaning
Feel free to have a chew yes
Sitting in the darkness of the head
Chewing on the popcorn m&ms
And the soft thrown bones
From the distant Directors of Light
