Monday, July 30, 2012

From a Man's Perspective

It's loud with New York cicadas tonight
in a throb of raspy discontent
Could people ever be as articulate?
the seventeen veils of the tigress are stripped and

You misconstrue
my warmth for desire
And turn my desire to cool

We manuever with all the rectitude of insects
but none of the precision
I feel at my ears the loaded gun
unaware that I am holding one

1 comment:

Jack said...

Interactions and perception can make quite a domino effect.

I imagined the negotiating taking place in one's head.