Another poem just because….

I’ve always liked this one. This is from the same time frame as the one in my earlier post.

—–

inevitably

on slippery surfaces does that will

wander,

tying down anything

that stands and calls attention

to itself,

announcing it’s intention

to break down the walls.

in anguish

the lover waits for the revelation

before the inevitable

denial.

it seems sure

of itself and it’s pathway

yet the denial from it’s lips

deny the craving

fill the mouth and throat with sourness

with disappointment,

seems a fucking waste really.

inevitable

denials rise to the front of

their tongue-speech.

so inside she screams

‘this is too fast

for any good to come of it”

while she runs ahead to meet it

that allusive

unnamed

unalloyed

simplicity

until inner complexities

enter through the door

she herself has passed through

time and time again.

this time to find

denials;

fresh and perfumed

sweet and soft

tumbling from a terrified mouth

inevitably

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