Before you I pined for love like a lonely left dog Outside the new Sainbury's in Camden But now. On my divan. I watch wild Oriental dragons stalk the soured Veins along the back of my fist & Permit the light from their ruby eyes Caress my own fey imagination in such A delicate manner, darling I know everything Like modern Israel & my breath Is sweet as your touch Ever was. I am even more certain. More beautiful. More needed. Occupied.