The desperate angel
Sits in the dark
Wings in a fold
Arrow through her heart
The tepid stream
Runs for a medal
Silver beats gold
And gives her a start
Too fine to be smooth
Too greedy to share
Too blue to be colour
Too round to be square
The perspex heath
Melts in the sun
The liquid slips
To a room at the front
The merry house
Has a girl's name
A plastic fox
Drunk at the hunt