My naked body would look worse
only if crucified on Bacon’s canvas –
Because I conspire with my reflection
to blank out the sags and stretches
which later ageing has brush-dragged
so that my dark-haired belly bloats
with the crap and oil I cannot avoid –
I then wash it down with just one more –
and the wine glass is half an egg timer
of emptiness – rouged red and framed