Bernie Two

I dream of her class, silken not torn, listen to the gasps, struggling to think, like being unborn, I reach for the sink, dance in the traps, stitch her with thorns, a modern day iconoclast, shuddering to blink, at what I've bought, bring out more drink, what you say overlaps, sticks in my thoughts, more luck than the cat, gliding at the ice rink, skating forlorn, I wait for the clink, at the next pass, broken unsought a love on the last, God knows it's wrought.