I was his
and all
his
broken promises.
his
magic mistress
escape from
distress
his
dusk til dawn
chess pawn
princess.
I was his
business.
His draft
Guiness.
His eye glisten
His booze
breath
listen.
His loose
legs
vixen
His
miss fix it
his earth
spin.
and now
his needs
are
different.
His toes
face open
doors
& his
fingers
fold together
in fours
while my
hands are
cold.
