The Last Turnstile (+2)

Time regresses

images blur,

memories detained

 

Tokens injected

into the madness

—forever to remain

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)

 

 

Darkening Moon

 

Destiny looms despite my luck

its hunger cries and waits

As Vincent ran but couldn’t hide

—a prisoner of fate

 

(The New Room: July, 2022)

 

 

Letting You Go...

 

I spend my days

in celibacy unchosen

living the desperation

we share

 

Anguished in the knowledge

that needing you unbroken   

transcends the sentence

of this chair

 

I hear your words, I feel your touch

imprisoned by our love

and wish to free you from this pain

to meet again above

 

My memory holds each tryst endeared

your beauty most sublime

to relive as I stay in place

—virility confined 

 

 (The New Room: July, 2022)