Neville

Just Like Those Stains in The Sky

Just Like Those Stains in The Sky

 

I said look

   at that stain in the sky ..

Pray what

   does it remind you of ..

She said,

it looks like a bird dying

in some kind

   of post orgasmic flight ..

You mean like

the stains on our sheets,

   I asked ..

No, much more like some

fucking old,

   Rorschach poemed parasite ..

And then,

we both laughed and tuned

our attentions

to those cracks in the ceiling,

   yet again ..