Saturday, September 17, 2011

Finally

London fog or fig leaf shroud Adam
Eve even
naked ape sensitive "human" who
grew smart weak willing willful
weary of the arbitrary or perhaps
just stumbled on snake
Is that why I am pathetic today?
Predestiny?
I long again for West 71st street
and New Amsterdam
A cold room and a radiator hissing
like you choking it
woke me I
panicked

I loved you then,
it became
sealed

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