I cant find my words!
Oh god, my tongue has gone dry
and untalented
in this rest.
And I have a boy that needs
addressed,
he needs undressed
and caressed
by my thoughts are
arrested
and I cant put them on paper.

I want to make
strings of lines
of webs and glossy
poetry for him
to make him understand
me
to make him see my
underhandings
my shortcomings
and my lusty
intentions
but I've gone
mute in the absence
of
my pen
and nothing comes to me.

So I free form
and
radiate
but time is ticking
and still
he doesnt know
how much I love him.

09/21/2001

Posted on 09/21/2001
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