colored lights streaming down fog textured avenues

time to get half naked and dance

sweat equity

still can't empty my mind

it's Gaslight Envy...to fall across the street for JAZZ

new day..new music..new energy..old possibilities in my pockets

my eyelids are heavy with nightlife's futility

i don't care twopence

for writhing bodies

in mesh black t-shirts

rubbing up against me

in bars dark corners

and light splash dance floors

or hands that play

tic tac toe between my thighs

faces shoved close

with 5 o clock shadows

and teeth that gleam

with wolfen grace

chest's that press

hard my silicone

knees eager to push

between my own legs

the mob event set rolling

to the DJ's sound wave

a hissing snarling vocal beast

drowning out a still small voice

that sets my brain ablaze

I need to drop

shaken to the core

into feather beds awaiting

my carnal nature's

sumptuous demise

dreams ripen like fruit

left unpicked

they rot and die

REQUIEM

when didst thou turn into her light

was it day or was it night

did you find her or did she find you

did she recognize your mirror hue

or did she think thou were't her sun

that your forbearance had shone her one

never knowing that in her flight

that she brought day into your nite

she sat a sculptress at her forming clay

"thinking "what shall i make this sultry day"

"a dark tall GOD to come my way"

"i must give him all the clues"

"cover him with mirrored hues"

"they'll be so bright that i can see"

"all the special different parts of me"

"places always known will seem brand new"

"then I'll give him the credit"

"is it not his due"?

"no matter that his Monkey trove"

"was never worth the love i showed"

"I've captured new life it's essence in"

"his firefly bottle is so bright and twinkling"

"i couldn't take my eyes away"

"it had been so long since i felt this way"

this joy

this pain

these sighs

this mirth

this wonderment

this catch my breath enlivened earth

then suddenly beneath my feet

the landed gentry rose and sought to meet

a wunderkin

a source elite

my feet strided out ahead of me

with the kind of courage that could set me free

tomorrow never felt so true

and yesterday had become brand new

my laughter burbled like a brook

and frankly that was all it took

for me to seal my own real doom

and let you think you'd

found all of this within my room

that is 'til now when the play is done

the curtains drawn and down and no recompense

and i the narrator must stand so tall

in front of it and tell you all

that i was never as it seemed

in her quite beautiful and comely dream

regardless of my varied dress

in furs some days

white tie the next

i was just the appreciative audience

never really more nor less