Another all-night extravaganza
Needing to study, not wanting to care
Longing to simply walk out
And end this fruitless rampaging
Quest for all the “right” answers.
Turning back pages
Turns me on
But I can’t expect that from you.
I have to move on –
Eschatology doesn’t sound so appealing –
But I mustn’t skip a step or
I’ll risk having to start all over again.
With images of how your spine felt in
My tired hands, I clench my fists,
but letting ichthyosis claim me
& harden me against your