Swept Up Up.... and Away

                                                                         Swept Up
                                                                         Up....
                                                                         and Away


                                                                            I.
 We made a bell chamber
rang
noon
midnight
and thought we helped
by pealing through the silence
darkness
night;
But the more I gave
the less you wanted
til you wanted not me
but a down payment on a loan
of what interest your
our
genes
demand:
Ransom of our DNA
must we pay & pay?
                                                                          II.

Strange dreams of tenderness
and sex;
What we want
we want.
Now I look at morning
a fortress of solitude in my mind
a kryptonite world surrounding
The real world, grounding.

Momento Mori, Amore et Purgatorio

Momento Mori, Amore et Purgatorio

" ..And that much can never be obsolete,
since someone will forever be surprising
a hunger in himself to be more serious,"
Philip Larkin, “Church Going" 

1.One moment
cleaved into a million cells
mitosis of an ancient germ
a need we cultivated & enshrined
in a chapel of a trillion hearts.
That rivulet broke banks
over and over
and so many still crave a drop
of what drowns us when it's over.

2. Yes;
full agreement
we cashed each other like cheques
then withdrew too much
overbalanced
tut tuts and stentorian tones
once we were beyond Mamon
now, we pay back the pounds of our flesh
and feign distress.

3.No
It's just regret;
that pause
purgatory
that I invested
in a margin bet
and like a rook
could not move
beyond my set,
serpent's breath.

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