Beauty And Peace Poem by Mark Heathcote

We look at each other like statuettes
But I'm left with the bitter taste of your cigarettes
I'm in a crater too now, looking at the moon
How long do you want that apologetic dew?
To be running down my pallid face
That now looks more ashen than it ever has before
You say I don't love you I love cyberspace
You say I don't love you, but-you-just wanna get off your face
We look at each other like we're both statuettes
Honey, I think you are a disgrace
But I want a Venus bust of you I can't erase
Forever sat naked, cross-leg on my mantelpiece.
You know stone dead silent so I can experience beauty and peace.