But Is It Art?

Broke, I think the rent is due I've only bracelets from Your open arms And encouragements Why can't I talk to you For when desire's fulfilled The beans are spilt Desire becomes love Can I ever be the one you want Can I ever be the one you love What if the tide against us Proves too strong We'll have to wait until it gives enough I put too much in the way The way you went it seems Out of my life And into my dreams You turn my night to day But is it love you say And in that way I'll never be free Come close (I spoke your name and kissed the air) The sun is threatening to wake the neighbourhood Love comes (The semen stain on your T-shirt) The rivals became lovers overnight But how raw is our union on the avenue Of coffee table points of view --- But Is It Art? - Stephen Duffy