Shhh

shhh

no one listens until there’s yelling

one blink for up

two for down

what else if pops up otherwise?

i’ve seen a man think

to engender love

with enthusiastic adulation

and gone either way

in my heart

in a litmus test for genuineness

disgust and admiration

don’t seem to sense with the flipping of coins

so we mostly live on a leaky dinghy

in a sea of emotion

widdling an ore with our father's pocket knife

everywhere there's sharks

everywhere it seems

its not enough to eat enough

even if you turn the world upside wrong

your blood would rush headlong

when you stick it between your legs

and the shadows would stand on cezanne’s apples

we want, we want beauty

but bitter when we find

she can’t be forced

and will not stay