POEM AFTER POEM, YET THE WILDFIRE IN MY MIND BURNS UNCONTAINED

I am like a satyr in need

of a castration, chemical

preferably, today - so

out of control is my lust,

erect because of the memory

of a photograph that I lost.

But then lost things, burned

into memory's hard-drive,

can't be put aside, deleted,

they will blaze as long

as something douses

the fire; and see how

many poems I have

thrown at the fire!

03.08.2024

Poem Poems Poetry Verse

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