beauty, love, men, poetry, women

Zero

I am not
The uncomfortable feeling
You can’t put your
Finger on
I play without haste
But not without urgency
And tension is sometimes sublime
In the play of us
But you don’t need to
Explain it to me.
I will not
Be the vampire
Teeth in your throat
Sucking down clots
Of your inner life
And I won’t offer
Up my own in trade
I’m someone to be
Earned and
Having tasted zero
I will not drink from
It’s waters without
Cause

3.
The world sought to
Break me and
I sought to rescue my
Inner father from the
Leviathans belly
And drowned awhile
Before I found him
Smear some with the
Title of creep and
The dangerous, uncivilised
Men you want still
Know the invitation of your eyes

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