beloved

showered not
in two days
that's fine

environed
by silk sashes
and passed-
over looks

a sweat
brigade eh?

met my
future wife
in a dim
hallway

who's tired
of running
from fiction?

belonging
behind
no twisted
gates

belonging
oh my beloved
belonging

brave stranger

is it the days
not touching
myself or
is it the malaise
of making
my own
sweat shop

a drop
of intervention

please praise

me? a fox

licking the
raspberries

coating my
tongue with
dandelion

a streak of red

on the sky light