One more prick

 One more cigarette
One more look
One more pirouette
And I’ll have had enough

Just one word
I’ll only be a sec
And another then a third
‘til we are ill met

One more taste
One touch - One go
A last little look
And I’ll never ask for more

One more spike
One snort - One slurp
That’ll be sufficient
‘Cos the drugs do work

One more chomp
And another little kiss
One more stomp
Just another little bit

One more image
Thought becomes desire
A fiddle and a grope
While the city’s on fire

One more snigger
One little snooze
One perfect figure
Goes sniffing for shoes

I love using
I love being used
I love choosing
The things I’m given
One fag one fanny
A friggy speck of hope
Am I leaving daddy
Or shall I dig the moat.


MJC – completed Moscow 25 / 07 / 2012