Ah' my coin of worth!
You take my
Chains, wrapping them
Around myself in due haste,
Like a lover's hand across
My parched lips you moisten them

Then I was alone
You were not there
But I spun the wheel, shook
The dice, flipped the tube and
Made the call to make me with you

There on my sill I see
You sitting there, reflecting naked
All the security I know
That you will bring

My white sheets welcome your
Unconditional moans of satisfaction
When I have you and when I don't - well -

Let's not speak of such possibilities!

For the way you shine
In my pocket, both in and out, and
The crinkling obviousness of folds
Upon folds while you call out my
Name over the loud speaker with force

I tell myself
I am no slave, but
My gut wrenches when
The cocoon of my cabinets
Does not hold the butterfly I need

There, I am human
There,

I am weak

So to be blasted in the reality
Of being a human being

I admit my defeat

To hold
My sleeves
Down
To my feet

And beg for
Any street walker's
Kindness or

Imagined retreat