Writing

[rozk]

For the first time in two months, a thousand words of novel, some of those words being quite good.
And a head of steam that brings with it yet another damn Desire poem.


Now
There's the question
the important thing
Did she
Did she ever
Love me
After all
Really truely
Heartstopping, bloodheating, cunttwitching
Eyes hurt with staring across rooms
Muscles in the thighs tighten relax and pull
Love me.

Damned if i know
damned if I ever knew
damned if I don't.

One night
Julie said
She doesnt want you
how can you ever think
she wants you?

And I smiled
Toreoff my shirt
and turned to show
bruises
teethmarks
stripes
flesh
raw
freshly done.

She wants me
I said
Living proof
of what i said.

Love me?
Who knows
Except I have the scars
these scars of words
and show my naked back.