No exceptions

 
"Each of us
        must eventually be alone
    so why kid ourselves
        love can make any exceptions?"
he said
    as he slipped into bed beside her
    beside himself
she grunted
"brother, don't work yourself into a lather
        before the event
    never fear, you'll be alone soon enough
        after we're done"

together they made out
    hand in hand    face to face
        under the white sheet
    laying ghosts
    comforted

mcmlxxiii

Hey, man

Poems from the 1970s

Hey man
    i mean
if not sex
    then what ingenious abracadabra
unlocks the door of fortune's favour
    ambition's hope of future good
and we should never try religion
    work gets harder and harder
rewards come scarcer with lotteries
    so what fluky forte do i possess
that can achieve my bettering

    well . . . i guess sex
what else to trust
    but wanton bawdy lust
legs    thighs    warm breasts    and the rest
-- you can forget the rest     i'm in a hurry --
oohs and delighted sighs
    groans and upturned eyes . . .
exquisite!
    relax     you've made it
in a world that's a great negation
    (full of worry)

    now i'm afraid it's all over
crawl off her     asking the question
    if not sex     then what's left
i don't know
    sonofabitch     what a fiasco!

early 70s, rev. mmvii