On a road to a destruction

of all things eager to find

the one thing, I have been

on the long-time passenger’d

life of footfall and slumber.

No lover has been here

to see the ending of

my life here on earth,

nor does it seem

they will know it.

My personal viewing of

church-like proceedings

from within do not

allow me to try to end

it all now.

But my torn psyche

carries raised weals

from the cat

you use with

gay abandon.

You read this and laugh,

eat the paper

Nil by mouth means

deep silence

like a quiet orgasm





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