July 6, 2011

Thin

By W.R.R.

Allow me in
and push away
yes, oh yes
and no
Evil painted needy sin
lick your lips and go
Take it
deep
as salt drops fall
from eyes, from lips
shut the door
watch me crawl
stake my heart again
You want
I give
you take
I break
whirling in the wind
the rope hasn’t broken me
but the strands are getting thin

~~~

© W.R.R. 9/17/2003

About W.R.R.

Bipolar & survivor of incest/child sex abuse and adult male rape; bisexual, polyamorist, poet/writer/advocate & married father of four. View all posts by W.R.R.
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