from the depths of my being
i shout that i shall indeed be king
and forever banish banality
in a move that has finality

the things in my unending quest
are a constant reminder of the test
they tell me my fires to quench
until there's none of that stench

from perched vantage points
that even holy saints would envy
i see this walking and talking bevy
of lovelies selling sweet taunts

and i know it's time to quench a thirst
its time not to demure and come first
that itch that has troubled me long
now makes me feel that i belong

to the bemused new brigade of seekers
the ones who are thinkers but not speakers
they that from afar smell the deep oasis
whenever there's a deepening crisis

so dear life incarnate, dear essence of breath
stand me now and forever in good stead
give me the strained juice that cools my tongue
and thus help me in perpetuity to quench a thirst

I wait
Time passes
That's my fate
I wonder what happened
To my beautiful date

I care
My emotions wear
Sometimes I wonder
If I even have a pair

I bleed
You don't see
I am ashamed
Of that part of me

Who takes it
On the cheek
Do you know
What anger does
Way down deep?

I hide
Press my pen
And lie
I won't
Let you see
  My deepest darkest side...