'Looking'

Look at me look at you
Splintered eyes, narrow slits
Colour skies never grey
Grey and blue perfect match
They remind me of you
Decency overlooked
Constancy never told
Its flavour bland; neat and cool
Catch the tongue sticking out
See the coating pink and old
Hide from me; but never peep
Else I’ll come and strangle thee
Fantasy hath no place
In this world of clever teeth
That chews the meat
And suckles teats
Eat this potion
Drink this mead
Forget who you could be
Forsake all you can be
Wake up, flowers round you
To kiss the dirt that
Savour the living
And copulate with the dead
Seek that star of screams
And find me looking at you
Looking at me.