Tag: sleep

Not Undressed

Last night there was
an uncured intimacy
between three old lovers
of common threads
These damaged nights
are my fluid playground
of sex and rekindled
offset stuff - old urges
and displaced motives
which will take this day
to loosen off and unknot
from that second place -
reached far too early . . .

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A Casting Couch

Again - a rolled-eye look upon you - a lost lover
in muddling dreams - with me as your interloper
who pulls at those fetters you forged when away//
We had made our tugged bonds in bicycled years
when curious games stopped at bare cliff edges//

My role in this slept future . . .

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