Easter Island

Easter Island 

In my Mytholmroyd world—
I was a moors monolith

Philip Larkin smirked at me—
Calling me an Easter Island stiff

My craggy, cliff-top face—
My tilted granite demeanor

The grueling prolongueur—
Of my schmaltzy stone verse

My dedication to mistresses—
The savage act of commitment

The one-night stands with—
Dolorous white goddesses

The placebo I kept grabbing—
Greedy like gulping for cocaine

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