Saturday, 30 April 2022

#napowrimo2022 #day30 #itooconfessalongwithsylvia


I too confess along with Sylvia 

First, are you our sort of a person?
A man in black with a Meinkampf look
And a love of the rack and the screw.  
And I a smiling woman.   
I am your valuable,   
In my Victorian nightgown.
Pure? What does it mean?
The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
The aguey tendon, the sin, the sin. 
Drip and thicken, tears
O love, how did you get here?   

Photo credit Everett

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