#musky
For Jay - whose light never ceases to shine.
Wounded with darkness
he reflects each light
like a diamond, they say
Oh, what a sight!
He trots down with his black shield
And blunt daggers on his face
He smiles
With such kindness; with such grace
The Man with The Black Shield;
Alas - he's taken a wound to the chest!
He sends shivers to monads
"Hence!, she says, "let him rest!"
The Man's breaths were long -
And unwavered -
Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 3:21 PM UTC
No matter how many showers
I take in the evenings
or in the afternoons,
I can't seem to wash away
that musky scent
from my thighs and fingers.
It's not always possible
to know how long the smell
of deception will linger.
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 5:44 PM UTC