how much do you want this

will you lie to have it
or prefer me in reply
gone the moment
words pass then
slide

This habit kills the hope
quash the dream the gutted
imagination, from breathing again.

Judgmental a demon seduced
us a pornographic succubus
from desire for love

Imagining sex and security
a reasonable panacea for life.
destruction of idle lives

rhetoric, grandiose
posturing / depression
fear of failure
beyond any fault

We suffer collectively
insane denial of mutual complicity
we know the positions of theft
as we rape and whore Babylon

Whether bedroom whatever marketplace
facile personal
trauma's that leave us
anxious and depressed

Omitting only the present
struggle to desire
some touch
in moments gaze that go's beyond

this shattered life and dreams
i've worsted and so desperately desire
beyond imagination
in the stars gaze.



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