Stick on the leather, dear.

I'm no skyscraper, Julian
I sit and stir
and stir and wank
all the drool
all the lucid
touching
brings me to shivering.
I'm no laureat, Charlie
I crouch and bend
and bend; don't break
I'm much much
stronger
and amsrter.

I've the balls to peel my skin clean
of all your silly heartfelt
nonsense

all the words
and eyes
and lilts
and thighs
and all the
things I wish I missed.