revisions

new love
it's always
a little more than half a moon
whenever
i look at you
it's like
disturbing
you disrupt everything
that's meant anything
to me
the world is not round
love does not equal marriage
or babies
what is a baby
pageant shoes
and misery
and longing
and death
do us part
what is my part?
what are you playing
the saxaphone
would rape me
my ears
and my longing
i might do you
right
spend the rest of my life
with you
motherfucker
i'm at a loss
for logic
is nothing
just love
and lust
is a symbol
take this token
as mine
my own
truth.