2 years worth of celibacy
is worth an hour
        of interrogation...
esp. if no genitals are
used...
          and how hard is it
to... kiss-leech
                    a *******?
2 years will tell you...
      and...
                ****** being
deemed: nice...
     to come into
revision...
                    no less ******
having the odd
chance at pedagogy
in a thrill of a night
   in a remote
parkinglot of a supermarket's
closing hours...
          "humour"
attempting
to decipher
          a digestion of
sweet-bites
akin to pork liver,
or poultry hearts...
and then:
the concept of
the posture of man...
which parts
most illuminated
as edible,
in the canvas of night?
poor kuba...
        twice the minded
libido in
boorish people
     worth the minor
       clue of a postcard.