Social dysfunction
Crawls through these walls
Trapped
In an auto-toned web of deceit
People come and go from this place so quickly
The doors have been revolving since last May
In a way, it almost seems mandatory
To keep the breath of life in here
No running water
Ice cold Winter atmosphere
Keeping the hearth fire ablaze has been a challenge at best
At least the wood still burns here
The laughter continues as Spring rears its lovely head in the distance
The boys start groping themselves
Libido, come hither!
I am dwindling down to nothing
I am wasting away
The blistering heat needs to return to the cloak of the night
Into the days that lapse into fanciful interludes that lead me in twenty different directions
Like I have become a fistful of colorful strings
The libido stings my flesh
Alive with the scent of the sycamore tree
My mind is in spasms
Awaiting the ascent of the angelic harem that is preparing now for battle
Determined to create positive changes that shall fall upon my chosen pathways
Very soon
Long awaited
Many Moons have waxed and waned before this precious time
The next crime upon my heart is nearing my tender surface
Can be felt in my pulse
Tasted in my blood
Smelt in the wake of the new horizon
Seen in projectile space
Excitement all over faces like mine
Spring fever has me in its talons already
Enhancement of divinity must be approaching....
3/03/2017