For Jack

I want to be loved.

But who would love me?

I'm not a rock

Or a goddess

Or seraphim or angel dust or light.

I can't lift drooping eyelids

Or cause sandstorms

All without a breath.

I have no interest

In picture frames,

Or watery exit gala moonlight.

I long to smoke with the devil

And teach the soulless to waltz.

I want to sing with daffodils

And tease their sweet bees.

I need to know what I'm creating,

And be exactly that.

Why is that so difficult?

Why,

Oh, why?

Am I not beautiful?

Don't I have eyelids?

A soul beats within me,

Tired and useless.

You're all I ask for,

My prayer in the cigarette prison cell.

But you need someone who won't love the thieves,

And chuckle at misery.

You need

A goddess.

Oh, me.

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