Tuesday, November 27, 2007

the partisan

my words to you keep coming
out upside down I don't like
explanations want only hands
across your small hard body
know full well the disciplines
of these phrases the opacity
of even simple language

don't think its sex though
though it is most assuredly
that that I plan for but it is
still representative of something else
I know I need you to love me
with careful hands and some fear
and I could change your life
completely that would be part
of what I mean that is the end
point of this mosaic I need
to occupy you like myself

but I can't tell you
it would be good for you
I can't even say
it would be good for me
but at least we'd be alive

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