and the next time you taste me
will be when your enlightenment collapses
into hunger,
into the sound of my name
moaned into your palm
with no one there
to chew the doctrine up
tear down the chain link fence
and remind you
to
dance
and the next time you taste me
will be when your enlightenment collapses
into hunger,
into the sound of my name
moaned into your palm
with no one there
to chew the doctrine up
tear down the chain link fence
and remind you
to
dance