Those girls like electrical currents

'What do they mean to you -
those girls like electrical currents?'

I had to take you away
to the other side of the bar,
to hold your hand
when I didn't want to
because you were too much,
for their ruck rumpled hair.
I remember you slewing

'jealously can be an excellent oil you know love.'

Well not now,
in this bar
it looks more like a sickness of size.

Is it for their bird bone hips
their braless breasts
the easiness with which they slip out of
strap tops and into my sheets
as pretty as polyester.

As simple as sinking to my knees.

Or is it that I dont even need to ask for it.