brief poems of frustration

I.

I travel with people I love to visit people I tolerate and think about people I love: it’s almost a riddle. As the Sphinx asked, what animal grows a third leg simply by thinking about you?

II.

The old chivalric rules. The lovers show their purity: they are to share a single bed, naked, and never touch. I must be the purest lover left alive.

III.

Writing academic papers on The Significance of the Orgasm; all the time thinking if you’ve gotta ask, you’ll never know.

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