GLORY
to the dumped me
someone quoted that a good love
is one with someone who thinks the sun shines
out of your ass.
well i think everyone is made of starstuff
(gay enough to want to be liked by every pretty girl)
but i have once or twice seen a body where light burst unbound
from every orifice
rays freed shone enough to bask in,
irradiation that made me high
& the sources so?
or thanks my wife saw it first, or sees it brighter
or i don't believe you and ran
hey me too,
i don't yet believe i (woodhued clayborne gangly thing)
speak anything but dioxide poison
prove me wrong i tell the wait
& listen for someone's awefilled gasp
at what cosmic timeless light i hold