JOHNNY TO FRANKIE
Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.
Robert Hass, “Meditation at Lagunitas”
I curse you & you come back for more, your proud lip trembling. You deny nothing. There are words that should never be said & I say them one by one because they are delicious. Every stunned look has its echo in the pit of my stomach. It terrifies me how much of you I have taken in & how much more I still need.
When a hound feels sick he eats a little snakeroot, cleans himself out. I love you beyond reason. If only you would pay me back in my own coin.
Dave Bonta
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