sex – other animals

though my eyes blur in this light there is a
certain after-cataclysm path that
feels as though you were walking upstairs
but maybe I’m not explaining it right
it’s like now that sex is out of fashion
how do you explain movies from the 80s
but let me stop you right there before I
need to write a ticket though you are my friend

 in nothing
 the morning 
 still but
 cries for
 seed or
 sex split
 the dark &
 in pours
 the need
 coffee
 with heavy
 feet & to
 scrape 
 dreams from
 the face
 that needs
 to face
 nothing