A PLAIN SPEAKING, HONEST, NEW YEAR'S EVE PROPOSITION/RESOLUTION TO AN ASTUTE, INTELLECTUALLY GIFTED, HO, WHO SEES RIGHT THROUGH ME

I will bring you all my
candied misery, my doubts,
all

my darkest moments; I'll gift
you with my sheared heart; are you
seduced yet

by all this
selfishness; this dupliciity
of newly minted ice; a Brahm's Requiem of French horns...

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2017

SURRENDER,

my dear. Hoist
the white flag
and engage
the beast.
The beast
who marvels
at your diseased
heart and
the coarseness
of your peasant soul.

I promise
we'll waltz
to Brahms
and serve
each other's
flesh in a
Freudian hothouse.

The creature
straddles a fence
and all the boats
point west.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2017