We’re floored like snow angels on the carpet;
I show you how to roll a cigarette -
the delicate origami of tongues and fingers
reflected in the glitter-heaped mirror.
Lilly has met you in her dreams before -
paranoia or white witch, she has seen
your eyes fizz like coke in a clean glass -
your shower fun smile on display
and legs apart like your profile pic -
to hold that slippery bundle of thighs
and slide a hand to the headboard.
A razor-fine line rushes
through arteries to the air eating heart;
a thousand drops of water burst onto skin -
flutter tattoos of light from the pores -
shadows flinging themselves on the wall.
In the dark the red of our roll-ups
swing from lips like fireflies -
she would hurl at the sight of our hands
whilst our feet stuck to the floor of the bar -
how I flicked line after heavy line your way.
'MDMA' was published in Popshot's 4th issue, The Modern Living Issue, which has now sold out. To ensure that you never miss a future issue of the print magazine, subscribe from just £10 a year.