some would
horrify me
some would
pacify me
some would
rectify me
but the most interesting
were always the ones
who meant nothing at all

and I could take this
if it weren't for the way
you move your hands
from mine to foreign land
where you pitched your tent
and staked claim on the back
beaten posts strangled by rope

and I could fake this
if the desire were enough
to keep holding on
to imaginary fires that
seep out into ash
slipping through my fingers
washed out from the ground

and I could make this
if I could just ignore
your chromosomes and
how they distract me
from letting a man just be
a man without forcing my
greasy fingers back in

and I could wake from this
if your hold were not there
so I could talk to you
as if you were a human being
and attractions were not
such a huge part of flesh
and mind and soul trapped

some would
falsify me
some would
modify me
some would
crucify me
but the most interesting
were always the ones
who meant nothing at all

07/08/2006

Author's Note: rockin' everywhere...

Posted on 07/08/2006
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