ON THE WATERS OF MY MIND

I close my eyes & try to sleep...

But boy who spoke is still too deep

inside of me to avoid this slaughter...

The boy is now waiting...

Till we're both masturbating...

Both alone & together...

For always & never...

This reservoir of words...

In the coolness of water.

© MARCH 21, 2000 By Menes

-FOR CARLOS-