Faceblind

"Nowadays I'm face-blind

My desire for the crumbs of the topsoil has plateaued

But you're a deep cut in the bedrock of my reverie's sweet spot

Was your father withholding?

Does the dread disembody you?

Yeah?

Are you holding?

Do you cede control when a moment takes hold, irresistibly golden?"

(I'm going face-blind)

"Nowadays I'm face-blind

You're a facsimile of a facsimile

(Nowadays I'm face-blind)

Vagrant bric-a-brac

Dilletante

Piffling plaything

Post-industrial dander"

Bile blackened mouth whips me numb

(Nowadays I'm face-blind)

"Sleep deprived, ageing concubine" I reply

(Nowadays I'm face-blind)

"Tweaking your barren curriculum vitae

Like 'Entertainer at Legs Milano '11-'14'

Is just one comma short of a callback"