Gavin Castleton Warpaint
The first time we met outside of work,
this can't be a date
I dared you to get fat with me
thse kinds of things have no name
When it was clear that we weren't gaining weight
just hints of what could be
we moved on to another game
Watch
there's no difference if I win or lose
each piece
I watch your face betraying every move
while I
it's so impossible to concentrate....
catch your queen
when every game ends with a stalest mate
We built our love on a black and white chessboard
and for six whole months stirred cocoa
with tongue swords
If you build your love on a black and white chessboard
then there's a very good chance
that you'll always be at war
So from all these games on all these dates
a Castleton extrapolates
a tempo set - the speed of chess,
and secrecy in everything we do
And it leads to a war or falls to peace
I don't think we should cut retreat
This Sunday game of sparring hearts
is waking up my sleeping parts
If you build your love on a black and white chessboard
then there's a very good chance that you'll always be
at war
Yes we built our love on a black and white chessboard
as we stirred hot cocoa with six-month-long tongue
swords
Then one day I came to see him painting the walls
when we ran out of things to say
we grappled our way down the hall
covered in war paint
Our lips crushed like armies
under the rule of love-consumed enemies
Our clothes fell liken thrones
to the coup of our shaking hands
the game was thrown when we moved out of battle stance
We fell to the floor in the throes of our war dance
