Reprimand

Reprimand

I hope one day it all turns up
And doesn’t end
I hope when you kiss my china white cheeks 
Without hate or cringe
I hope I turn red

And
I hope

The distant laugh of the spurting undertaker
Makes you hope
That 
I 
Yes I 
Stand up with my uncouthly perversity 
And take up their baton
But all you hear is a reprimand
Murdering the laughter.