You took a leap of faith showing
your face here,
gotta say I like it
keep coming back.
I’d tip you personally for your patronage
because poetry is wet
attention is golden
& my words smell of death
somewhere the carcasses of old
bloom with stiff petals|
collapse to dust
You know this shit keeps me lifted?
I read what I like and who
I like are the ones ridged with
passion, unafraid to get
their ass kicked
I hope it’s not one sided
I’ve had enough of unrequited love
for thirty one seasons
–LM