Morally erect
It's not enough. I want my mind
sharp as a cleaver and hard even
as my eyes stalk
and shag and feed my animal
needs. To hold steady, my interest, i
know you know i tow
the tug, the pull and struggle to
redress and keep the load
of regret off your chest. i want
my eyes tracked only on yours,
not linger and to feel no guilt nor
have captive conscience racked.
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