- Corner of 29th and Biology 061 -
Intoxication has become the ardent embrace
that cupid has longed at for so long now
[February was…
colder now than I could ever remember.]
Distrust yourself, lover,
before roaming hands start
talking in Thespian tongues [oh, how my
fingers tremble with anticipation:
awaiting your flesh.]
And this is how you’ll remember
[Burning our uranium affair with nothing
but a memory of your labial veins engulfing
corpora cavernosa.]
when you forget the rules of capitalization:
dear cupid;
where has eros run off too?
And just as Eve bites into the apple;
I begin to egg her on:
[‘It’s only one bite.’]
And you’ve finally realized that I was the serpent.
t.seymour -
04.29.2005