Fluidity and Ingenuity

Confiscation of midnight subtlety
and sophistication of the evening's company
doesn't mean i'll feel any more like somebody.

And I'm afraid that it's not just suddenly.

Your bouncy curls, they sprang to see me
now they're so much more fucking gutsy
and I suppose, like you, tamed to smoothness
just a little more difficult to forsee

I used to cross thoughts with your pretty mind
similarities are both difficult
and blind.
But how they chained themselves to our dreaming
and now collapse to form the screaming
later screening.

I hope I remind you of consistency
as I manage to falter consistently
but I've learnt to love to some degree
when romance s l e e p s
so implicitly.