Just a poem…

Just a poem…

A dark and alphabetical poem about purgatory.

Love and lust, like high and low; I’ve never been able to fall and with my sexual depravity I’m not sure how much farther I can go. Lovely Limbo… this want, the love, is like my purgatory and seeing as how I can’t go over the bar I just might fall.

A brief poem.

The Golden Gate: l.12.

The Golden Gate: l.12.

The Golden Gate: l.9.

What we achieve is not the end of what we desire.

A dark form of poetry…