Monday, October 5, 2009

Verse: Incidental

No one
approached me

even the night
didn't recognize me
though I was
dressed in black

no cautious lust
no casual come-ons
no hint of adventure
in the senescent air

I wanted to be
anointed or
like anyone
but I am difficult
and asymmetrical

and the
only place
that I can go
is home

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