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In the family home
Fashions come and go
With the swirling lift of your hem
Mons veneris unveiled in the house of knaves
In afterglow we'd lay
Deep torn shadow at noon of day
Penny for your thoughts, Malcolm my love, and a wish for the well
How sweet to lie there and drink to your health
Neath the swaying bull's head
How sweet to fuck where my bondaged youth roamed free

PINK SEX BLINKS

Your kiss descending sweeter to above my knees
Skirts ruffled rough turmoil of his hair
O lonely watcher of the looms
Come with me, soon
Sweet salt, away
At that hour when all things have repose
Do you hear the night fragment into tartan?
And Malcolm's golden ghost sighs one last time
The rakish fool, on harp that sings "Let them eat glass cakes”
To close on you those pearly gates
When all things have repose
Do you alone weave and weft to prove your heft?
Play on sweet harp, play to love
Bide him on his way
But sweet Sid answers in antiphon till night is overgone?
Sew on, invisible threads, bind unto love
Whose way in heaven is aglow

At that hour when
PINK SEX BLINKS

Soft sweet harps in the air above
And in hellish brass below

PINK SEX BLINKS

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from Analog Punk (Five Year Anniversary Edition), released August 28, 2020

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