combination lock

we used to talk of sharing a house without doors.
but now we lock them behind us.
because we have become scared of each other.
scared that we might hurt each other.
scared of what we might find behind the curtains.
dust.
a million little decomposed microscopic spiders.

it will be christmas soon.
we will wrap ourselves up thickly.
we will wear pads and grow our locks.
to protect our fragile bodies.
i am thinking of buying you a pick set.
you say you want to liberate the tampon vending machines.
a good set is about 20 quid off ebay.
and you say you want to learn.

but we don't live in the same house anyway.
or even the same city.
or even the same country.

slide it in a granny's twat

who calls up a number that precedes the words...

SLIDE IT IN A GRANNY'S TWAT

...i mean, who and where are these people?

this is not the internet
this is a piece of card with a gloss finish
and a picture
this is the inside of a phone box
where it all began
the tele-tails
the exchange of information
(inside a granny's twat)