Raw Epidemic

The Raw Epidemic .

One after another
Sex bomb bursts
As hits of missiles
From dark forest .

No result but erosion
and relief from primeval
and knocking of Vice
in the door winks.

‘Come tuck me in’
Whisper the voice ,
In lawn of haunted motels ,
And hired tents of brothel .

Swelled groins and omnivorous clits ,
willow willing will
defying seasons and age
to flick dicks and clamour

Common ‘ice cream’ pulls
Scoops ,and oils from ghosts
and witches fountain ,
from brain and body to
Spoiled dustbins .

Raw dogs  cause cowgirls ,
and lob off the awkward arm ,
home to desert scheme the arts
no granary harvest the epidemic .