thymos

thymos May 2015

i want to know you
like wet clothing knows your skin.

or:

i want to know you
like your clothing in the rain
knows your skin.

#lust #you

thymos May 2015

in the beautiful eyes
of my staunch comrade,
untold suffering
of the voiceless countless nameless.

thymos May 2015

we turn off the light,
we lie down in bed,
your body, and mine
always in different rooms.
i dread my waking alone.

thymos May 2015

i would never have found you
had it not been for the dark,
oh star, cold, distant,
long accepting star.

thymos May 2015

the eternal truth
of your departing beauty
supervenes all that i am.
beyond the fierce horizon,
a path with you, or fatigue?

thymos May 2015

tiny raindrops fall,
dancing,
helpless in the wind.
i think of politics:
inevitable struggle.

thymos May 2015

my love for you
was spoken into
existence.
the night is still silent,
the moon cloud-hidden.

#love