ade

darling, we’re just
sin in skin.
there’s no changing that.

and like the rain,
sinking
down
to the earth,
to the core—

the vodka
drained
my spirits,

& as one lover
confessed
his love,
another
revealed his hate,

and i didn’t know
what to tell myself.

some things are not
worth fixing,
some loves just not worth
loving,

i am sorry
my beloved,

two years we waited,
perhaps it was too
long,

but like all else
we ended
with a fuck,
you were good,
be glad.

darling, we’re just
sin in skin.
there’s no changing that.

& the love that we can’t 
give to ourselves, 
we throw at them

loving them each day,
sun rise till sun set,

I swear I’ll go mad for them,
slick dick’s swinging between
their legs,
asses like I’ve never
seen,

and when they’re fucking good
they’re fucking good,
I can ignore all that
bad—

mindless, like animals,
I herd them into groups,
these one’s I’ll love
& these one’s I’ll fuck.
a black sheep, amongst white,

salted wounds & scotch flames.

woe me down,
i’m done.