Dance

[Jerrybaldy]

I don't need you I need cigarettes
Caressing my throat with dry
Satisfaction
Cancerous
Dry tongue lick
Hot white smoke
Red wine
Jesus blood
Burning my chest
With blackberries
Tarmac
And oaky undertones
But burning
Like the cigarette
Harming me
Harm me
Indent me
Screw me
Over
Intoxicate me
Make me laugh like a pig
Snort
Make me not want you
I can resist your tits
And all your body bits
Your text
Your Facebook
Your little blank dress
The mess you make on the sheets
I need a cigarette
You can dance
If you want to.

[DieterM]

Particularly liked the first lines (which made me want to leave the office, get me a glass of Bordeaux and a cigarette). And "the blank little dress" which is such a simple expression and, whilst not speaking of any color, makes a quite realistic picture arise in my head. Oh, I loved the last two lines. "You can dance / If you want to." Don't ask me why, just loved it.

[Dreamwoven]

I loved this short and punchy piece. The economy of expression in the 2 lines
Tarmac
And Oaky undertones

is great.