940
victims
of instinct
cosy
up with to be more
and
do the inside out illusion
love
to be loved
and
that's a song
sometimes
we go upside down
top
to tail in out
or
round the tree
believe
me
and
I know you do
it's
just this once I cannot lie
here
hold this while I come for you
and
sing so no one else can see
it's
deep in the eyes we love
skip
with it step sprung
led
by the moon
by
the nose
by
the way
I am
a crocodile sometimes
moat
my whim
and
dress the part
often
begins with conversation
and
must be only half at bay
you'll
get a glisten after – love that
though
there could be grumble up to
or
even a cat attacks
once
swan swam or rather glide
and
all anticipation
that's
when walk on air
dream
dark in the belly
till
rub tug – rude enough for you?
have
we the skills, the nous?
you
always come to me as a question
and
you can call me tiger, do it
when
any word would break the spell
faster,
slower, further, less
you
wouldn't think a body could
but
then a body's done it
how
much of each does other know?
the
heart is listening here for us
and
sometimes waits as well
we
call out heart to heart all soulful
have
a mind to it
you'll
lose your head
and
you could give
call
deed and it can come with title
there
are vast estates in skin
peasants
have suffered from
and
sometimes they have overcome
indelicate
these manners
set
to sea hammock
slow
motion in whale
elephant
so
out
of the bath
sometimes
weakness overcomes
it
only helps me to be creature
hello
you
well
oiled machine
and
beautiful music
we
cannot keep
pitter
patter
snug
in sack
with
steady rain
and
in another skin altogether
I
have instincts
of
the victim
cringe
when
out
of the egg
all
leap
