red leather den talk
i'd rather be sexless
than an old husk masturbating ; i prefer empty
to half or less full of turgid water - i suspect
this is the edge of the prefectures of death: I
protest only occasionally
the way that food , no longer desirable
will not settle in me -the fact
that the glow of the wine is almost outrun
by the heat and pressure of the sugar-fed bacteria
in the cracks in my sinus - minus
the minute , i pass things over to you , time
to sip red wine, and wait and smoke and die.
2010 Peter Greene.