Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Mute

I wonder 
is your mouth crowded
with unexpressed adoration

stripped down just one last time?


or is it just spite?

You said (the 
perpetual) "it" once
after weeping while drunk.
Stupefied and speechless,
I held you and fucked you
and dreamed alongside you
'til you slunk down the hall
in the cruel sobering morning.

I wonder would you say it
if whiskey was muting, 

Would you say it if I

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