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Even in sleep my heart a captured predator

Behind the cage of your ribs

Bombed back into the stone age

Penetrating to be a man

The one out of the picture book of the old war

Madness drop by drop
In the sweat of imaginary embraces

The coming nights a breast scraped clean

Rise in the breath of an obsession

Lovers on paper

Imprisoned in four-colour print:

Five twists of tobacco with

Your back a chorale
Your muscles a blues

By BB King

Your sex a mystery of the doors

In bed in summer, in stir

At night at night, we were one we are one We woke up we wake up

Near each other next to us

The other a skeleton

The world the law
Watch out keep your eyes shut

Keep your ears shut

Divine stations in the underground shelters

Adjourn yourself they will bomb you back

Into the stone age

They want you back with them.

Anonymous - does anyone know the author of this?