NAILS   IN   MY   FEET 
 my  life is a house
you crawl through the window
slip across the floor and into the reception room
you enter the place of endless persuasion
like a knock on the door when there‘s ten or more
things to do
who was that calling
you  my  companion
run to the water on a burning beach
and it brings me relief
pass through the walls
to find  my  intentions
circle round  in  a strange hypnotic state
I look into space
there is no connection
a million points of light  in  a conversation I can‘t face
cast me off one day
to lose  my  inhibitions
sit like a lap dog on a matron‘s knee
wear the  nails   in  your  feet 
I woke up the house
stumbled  in  sideways
the lights went on and everybody screamed surprise
the savage review
it left me gasping
but it warms  my  heart to see that you can do it too
total surrender
your touch is so tender
your skin is like water