alive.
in a desert
sprinkled
with impotent
directionless
fecklessness
drones.
Each
Breath,
a reminder
of my palpable
soul.
too long
in the barrens,
I know
I must recall
that:
I love to fuck
and laugh.
I like to pee, and
I love to dance.
I like to flirt
(with you);
and
I like to feast,
too.
I
Love
to
Live
Life
Loudly
fig leaf
lost
or
discarded.
letting it
all hang
–