Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Without Fuel

I'm not good at games
with men
it's not my forte
I'm too up front
to be a flirt
it's been so long
I've forgotten how to play....

There's no alternative
that I can see
for a relationship with one man
that being close
one man... one woman
I see no other recourse for me
I'm an echo in the void....

Something in me
keeps holding back
I feel uncomfortable, vulnerable
even now I'm satyric
and dislike my infrequency
my mind wanders to transgress
but my fire's without fuel