Sweet poets,
I find myself enamoured
I am nude
wrapped only in the pages
...
walking up the long winding stairs,
The sun is blazing hot,
and i am feverish with the warmth of it,
...
Why is Eve the first evil in the world?
Who but women tempt the Devil so?
Certainly men do not,
For they are riotose in heart and step,
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the sickness is eating me,
From within the macbre mouth
sucks me dry
until there is no body saveable,
...
empty spaces,
the clock is ticking,
I am not so young anymore as
to turn the heads of pretty boys who
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I cannot lie here under the bridge of my tresspasses
Wrapped in guilt,
As you would have me,
...
You and me
whos to understand
The locked combat of the poet and the philosopher
Who agree only that there are things that exist that have no disernable substance,
...
we are in the kitchen,
Me with gritted teeth chain smoking,
Waiting for the string of unanswerable questions i know lie behind those troubled eyes
They are so dark with grief and fear that they are black and your brown skin is paling beneth them,
...
I couldnt believe you stood that day,
Drinking whiskey with my babys daddy,
and all the drama and tears of flesh
as I kept him off me like ripping off a bandaid
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I crawl to you on bended and bruised knees
holding out to you
in bloodied fists
my drunken apoligies,
...