Buttoned up
with no where to go

Exhausted
somewhat cold
thoughts fall to your toes,

lips and every part
in between
my small hands fit into yours,

spaces
make me gray
slipping into melodies,

of piano keys
slow dancing
away,

I float delicately
as smoke takes me to
another place,

our sun shines
only when
the stars gleam,

as do your eyes when
you sing my mind
to sleep.

Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than enquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both

parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard

Humanity i love you because
when you’re hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you’re flush pride keeps

you from the pawn shop and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own house

Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it’s there and sitting down

on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity

i hate you