My Secret

There is a tiny angel,

Locked away

Within a cage of ribs,

Next to my heart.

She whispers to me,

Endlessly.

Sweet Endearments,

Promises,

Never to leave my side.

I ignore her.

But, she is not angry with me.


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The End

The tale of us is at an end

and now all that is left

Is a sad, slow denouement

the dance of love bereft.

All the crises have been resolved

the plot, once thick, has thinned.

Our sets dismantled, stage empty,

because we’ve reached the end.

Our love was but a fantasy

of rainbows and moonbeams,

A dream rent by reality;

loves’ seldom what it seems.
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De Profundis

I hunger,

For my youth.

For those lazy,

Hazy, crazy,

Sperm-filled days.

When my eyes

Feasted with devilment,

Instead of mockery,

Upon the young

School of nymphs

That swam up

And down the corridors
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