Thursday, August 6, 2015

Family only

Often I forget what it is all about.
I forget that after eking out a living
one has to go on to seek the loving.
The egging on by evolution
be taken up as a hot pursuit.
All the way to the altar would be good
for an unhitched man's libido
is too much of a threat
to the good and complaining neighbors.
Who could blame them?
These shoes of solitude are heavy
with darkness and dirt from the unknown.

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