-sedoka/senryu/sonku-

sedoka

my man...i cannot

settle for the merging of

my viola your oboe

in this orchestral

fuge of lust. he glances thru

me as his hands pull out moans...

Dear Society and WorldView:

senryu

taking off your skins...
... searching for something less con/
fusing to wear well.

-Gen. 1:3-'Let Orrin BE!'

senryu

divided walls

box me in, somehow i

slips thru the cracks.

sonku

let us re/

-turn to our

blue days, our

moments where

we loose our

tumb'lin souls

in the winds'

fervor yeeeeeeeeeees!

sonku

this feeble breath

shared between

us two-this loss

of day-light.

senryu

(forlust)

gaping wide mouth. this

cavern of limitless 'good-

feelins...' deception!

senryu

castigated my-

self-left me in sackcloth and

ashes, i weep tears.

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