High tide drowns
A moon draped in, a
Negligee of sequins
Aquarius has dropped his urn

Held you in
A snake’s embrace
Nightly entwined
Arms trembling

Her cooking
Atrocious
Needle of
Annoyance

How is it
After all this, I
No longer see you
At my door

Help, I
Am out of breath
Now that you have
Abandoned me