Poetry via Pop: Be Mine! (Acoustic)

Be Mine! (Acoustic)

Eversure & evergood unwind
'tween the perspirations
& intersections
& lying disrobed, legs elevated
my body, an "L"
segmented, not awkward
ninety degrees of innocuousness
fine'ly letting go things once perseverated
the cats sense the longing
& indulge in their prickling
you shift your glance toward
delicate
I'm cradling my timeworn relic
ancient in its newness
but the dust beseems
and remains --
your relic, so recently
unwrapped
shines & pulses
like a discarded placenta

They neverwere & neverwill be mine

[ jh ]