Flesh / Is / Selfish.
Draft my trinkets on a napkin
Bleeding more paper on a travesty out of
Necessity. Instance on
The fly; I still croon in the absence of your
Throat, though not with much
Lines as before because I want you to
Miss it.
It never works,
It shall not work for the
Draining reciprocities of
Invented phrases and words.
I had never failed
To mention I
In my lines I have
Never failed to mention
You.
