After Hearing the News
When I look in on myself
I see you with me and no one else
But now you have gone away
We can no longer as in the past play
The game that brings bumps to my skin
That willingness to make sin
Behind that Harvard statue after a date
When the night was long and late
At first we heard others and were afraid
But the urgency grew and we were soon staid
Swelling away against the wall
You experiencing me and protecting me from a fall
I heard your pleasures as they grew
And then I knew
When I look in on myself
I see me with you and no one else
That wondrous sensation on my neck, a breath
Is forever stolen now by your sudden death.
michael vocino, 23may2012
kingston

