Porous Amorous Pangs Poem by John Sensele

Taut thoughts that I taught long ago
Turned on me like boomerangs
Taunted me to forgo
Notorious, porous amorous pangs.

Taut thoughts that I once bought
For a few pieces of silver
For a lass whom my eyes caught
Dragged me to a sorrow river.

Taut thoughts I once beheld
As models of fidelity
Haunted me as lasses withheld
Pleasures I caught in Kitwe City.

Taut thoughts I once held spellbound
In scripture verses
Sprang up and bound
My desire to hire and sire hearses.