Tuesday, March 15, 2005

he

He is Daddy
He is Robert
He is God, Thanos, Eros,
He is the tall man
In swirls of aura jet
That holds me strong;
‘He’ often brings me comfort
And refers to many and none.

II
He deals it out
Like candy, like crack
And I the child, the whore
Takes it, craving the next fix
Letting him off.