She's stuck like Caesar br stabbed in the back br by the Senate; after all, br sex is only dancing. br br Are you afraid of God? br She says br her pounding femoral artery br keeping me awake. br br Broken blood vessels br bruise purple as br vulgar plums, shocking br white flower contrast. br br The eyes of the city flick on br in gathering dusk br like little shining kisses. br I watch the leaves br br that fall and echoing; br the clocks face sinks br at your arrival; hands br outstretched to meet you.