Time Considered as a Helix of Semi-Precious Stones
You gave me a copy in the square near the Trevi Fountain.
You made the back of my neck go tight.
Some women, apparently, don’t have one.
You didn’t believe in the existence of anything you couldn’t see.
You’ve got to give if you want to get.
I never said that.
Torrent:fish urn in the hands of Poseidon.
I know all about fucking,
not just the general idea, but the details.
You thought you were hard-core.
I read it properly, twice, then lost it.