Yearn

I have splayed my desire

Decided upon materials as lovers

The grouping around this house degenerates

The squeeze is inherent in all their moves  

I have yearned as much as is spiritually possible

It will not stop the contented hordes wanting more

It does not stop the necessity of death

Wanting that hard precision of your body

I yearn eternally for its cold grasp

Feeling you out til the presence of the past

Decays

I know now where your allegiances lie

Unfortunately I’ve discovered the cord

The space twixt differing opinions

In a solipsistic world

The gap unto knowledge

The vacancy in your eye

The unrestricted wisdom of collegiate murderers

The placing of lost souls

Before the heaven of your gait

The ice of your lascivious smile

These are your jewels

I cannot corrupt them

I cannot outshine them

So

I have splayed my desire

Jam

© James Cross