DISTURBED THIS MORNING

Ah. That.

That's what I was so disturbed

about this morning:

my desire has come back,

and I want you again.

I was doing so fine,

I was above it all.

The boys and girls were beautiful

and I was an old man, loving everyone.

And now I want you again,

I want your absolute attention,

your underwear rolled down in a hurry

still hanging on one foot,

and nothing on my mind

but to be inside

the only place

that has

no inside,

and no outside.