One sentence
And you catch me-
Come crawling up against the body
And I wonder.
Could I possibly
Hold this hand
And not thirst for the blood-
Could I taste this kiss
Without that whiplash of longing
For another.
The snake like flesh-
Once eaten is hard to be rid of.
And I find myself
Clinging
To what I know best-
Catching and turning
Over in bed.

I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to lie to you
I haven’t always been
This angel with wings
This pillar of strength and discipline
I have fallen
And only stood up to get a better view.