Consequences

Some, seeing, need to say it –

the unknown, the known unsaid, the

blank map, the fascination, the dread.

Follow the invisible thread.

Befriend oblivion.

Say: There is a hunger that must be fed.

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Some, seeing, need to say it –

the frenzied lovers, the penis poised, the noise

of a panther’s meat-hungry mouth as it feeds.

Say: Lust is life. It leads and we are led.

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Some, seeing, need to say it –

the secret meeting when the

street’s asleep, all those lovers, the

appointments they keep.

Say: Risk is everything, it’s sweet with fear. We

play follow-the-leader though the price is clear.

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The pen is poised , the paper needs.

Whatever joy or pain it gives we

burn for that truth

without which nothing lives.