Saturday, June 11, 2011

Equinox (06.07.2011)

Thus, summer is coming to make up 
as it seems for the late spring;
waves of cold dissipate into naked heat:

The expectations laid at your feet,
bright, warm Equinox, so fully and jealously wrestled us from your equally envious twin!

As all moments, unwrapped
complacency turns your balmy flesh bitter. 
Should expectations be personified? 
That fickle flirt.

Anticipation with no meaningful end;
a drunken lap dance, unfulfilled on both accounts: too sated on one extreme and at the threshold of arousal on the other - not that a complete transaction would somehow be satisfactory, as it would merely displace desire - filling up one hole to expose another.

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