Tuesday, July 28, 2009

I feel a little bit betrayed,
I know I shouldn't, but I do
Because I am so certain
That I would have done what was asked,
For you.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Love and Ilness

Love and Illness
They are one
Infected am I
And I wish to stay in its
Deprivation-inspired bodyaches
Or erotic headaches
The fever of my insides does not match
The throbbing heat of your accessories
Your fingers are not long enough
To pull the cough from my throat
Or the slimy layer that lines it
The spittle that accumulates
On the tip of your
Cracked lips
The liquid that streams
From either of our breathing-holes
It is with ferverous glory that I
Top up on my vitamins
To keep us well.
It seems to make you happy
Or give you release
From month long incubations
Of being alone.
And my excitable sneezes
Bring me to conquer your lap
To keep you warm and moisturised,
Climaxing in the extreme delight
With which we are both cured