On Keelhaul Hill

I planted a thought…
A stasis,
on the dance floor of this club.
There was a raising commotion.
A tactile difference!
If we talk…
At all.
It’s done.
There was a raising commotion.
A tactile limerence!

I stole a bit of peace.
From a disco affection.
Her bank account was full.
Betrayed the human gait,
from in our rooms.
I’ll take a bean-
I’ll take!
I’ll take!
Another one.
To make,
the social swim,
around the pool.

Just a thought…
All of the time here.
Missed connections-
In this circuit.
I couldn’t wait.

I planted a thought,
A stasis,
on the landing of your tongue.
There was a raising commotion.
A tactile difference!
If we talk at all.
It’s done.
There was a raising commotion.
A tactile limerence!