Thursday, May 24, 2001

Satisfied

Peripheral vision shrivels each time
I look at you
Appreciate the paucity of longing
For another
And beat my fists against no
Further doors
Paperbag syndrome for no one
But you
Prefer you without it anyway
To overlook and undress
For you
To downplay and upbraid
Your insecurities
Secure
Happy
As I'll ever be
May 24, 2001

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