Nicole on top of me
Titans of rock and roll below
Every coward is unafraid of dying
because they’re terrified of being alive
Then there’s this killer who hopes
he’ll never feel the need to kill anyone
Better to love your way through their world
in the hungry embrace of a hundred housewives
Not everyone is replaceable, and it’s
only replaceable people who believe
the more commonplace cliche
I won’t let light-eaters keep me in the dark,
for the heart needs veins
Juliet from Oklahoma?
Oh, that is a better man’s lifetime
The wild horse ahead goes all
‘carried torch’ along the cliffsides
Wonder if I can teach it to swim?
My god keeps dumbfoundedly saying, “My god.”
Now everything must be questioned
The mournful mind recycles star-shine
So, yes and no on letting go
That big breakthrough is broken
at the next bend, unfolded
Her river, thus, is newly inviting
No wonder we are now arriving at square 2.0
Me on top of Nicole