Possession
You’ll refund in court of love.
Heard your heart’s a no man’s mansion —
I’m in need of roof above.
Fuck these maudlin words of begging:
I’m fed up with being broke!
Wailing’s good… As part of reggae.
Hell, my feeling’s going rogue!
Pleased to tease myself? Oh, Judgement…
Love’s obsessing me like death?
Yes, I know. Shut up and touch me!
I’ve got you to know instead…
Planted kiss. My streaming teardrops —
Oh, believe — they’d made it grow:
On my tree-heart carved a Virgo
Milking stars of Capricorn.
December, 8th
2022
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