There was a sense of privilege Without restraint or reserve In the selective behaviour Of the many men that idolized her

With harrowing roar I could be heard Screaming from beneath the waves Just below the ocean bed

Torture me with prose The unraveling of false daydreams In syndicated rotation

Where in the darkness Will it come to light All that trembles at the sight of shadows During the daylight

Where an incessant nag dwells Resides a hopeful woman With optimism and promise

Vary are the days Of lonely courage For the fair likelihood On quiet, only days

Almost fondly With fervent stare I welcome you to slip cautiously Into a moldable feast

I needed you to stay On the nights I clamoured at the wind With claws made of tremours

Resided on my abdomen Rested like lumber In a slothful crusade About my enamour

Just in the thick of healing You came to me Amidst repair In a gust of sunflowers and samsonite

He must have hated me Deep within the crevices of my nocturnal womb Alone in this desolate tract Where the cactus grows

And when I leave this place Here I go Onward through to the meadowy lands

She smelled like wood and oil Basking in the pestering sun The stench of lumber and brushwood

It’s all too familiar The breaking of bad habits The likelihood To return to places

There has always been a boundary Between what is old and what is new And what is few and far in between

Lay me down by the riverside Just beside the water’s edge That I may bathe In the warmth of your semen

Let me capture you In the spread of the moment As the light brushes against your face

At the core You breathe a charitable air With tolerant empathy Of benevolent kind

O ‘tis a splendid morning To wake early on wisdom’s day First light, first sight To delight in evening’s keeping

It was in a peculiar place Where time erased Your mask bore a fraudulent smile

If you must leave Then let it be like this With a thoroughfare of pastimes Of our fondest of memories

Except but mutually Do we stumble often Upon the fallen flowers Made of venom and bane

With reckless intent You ravaged me from the inside Turned me over and bore me out

Only in the morning Does the sunlight emanate like fireflies in the dark

Like a thief in the night You crept delicately unto me Just barely In the far away places

When I close my eyes I see your heavenly face An angel’s kiss on a summer morning

Devour me with eager eyes As you watch me unlayer The many faces I wear The mismatched pieces

Sinking Holding me down underwater Deep breaths I take beneath the surface Killing me softly