poem, poetry, love, sex, writing

LONG NIGHT

let me walk you through
the length of a night
the breadth of a poem

sorry if you so surely Shelley
about the nature of rhyme

miss a beat, grimace
flutter as the lines stutter
not Homer blind but
pretty much a
stick-shuffling cripple

trying to make it through
short days
long nights

when you so cookie-cutter
about everything
dial in delivery
everything on the menu
from hot to
G spot

long night love afterglow
basking in luxury

let me
cuddle my pen

dishing you
this trash