Showing posts with label things dying. Show all posts
Showing posts with label things dying. Show all posts

Saturday, April 14, 2018

HOW CAN THAT BE?


One day
your dick
stands
at attention;
the next day
all you do
is touch
your zipper
and a bugler
blows, "Taps."
You've done nothing
except live;
there is punishment
enough
in that.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2018