Well it’s taken ten days for me to get behind with this write-a-poem-a-day thingie.
Not bad, considering some of my past efforts (or lack thereof!).
So here is a little something I prepared earlier.
Actually…I just wrote it then, to be perfectly honest…
You come to me with open arms
Seeking shelter from your own world-view
Long putrefied by disappointments and ennui
You lean into me with eager lips
Making sounds which only speak of
Your anxious attempts to take control
You move towards me with stars in your eyes
Gazing at me as if I were Saint Peter
And my bed the pearly gates
You come crawling to me with shaking hands
Seeking orgasmic absolution for your sin-life.
From the goddess of your understanding
You prostrate yourself before me
Bringing me dead vulnerabilities
And laying them at my feet
Yet still, you believe
That you’re doing me a favour.