Keeping Old Relinquished Antiques

Written by: Conor Jordan

Sometimes Our Eyes Would Lock. This

Endeavor Was Familiar And With 

X-ray Detail I Scanned Her Entire Body,

Understanding Every Curve and Every 

Accentuation of Fleshy Contour:

Lessons Seemed to Slip By.

The Hairs on The Back of My Neck Stood on

End With a Bizarre Anticipation, Though 

Nothing Ever Happened. Influxes of 

Sexual Coagulants Stuck Fast, Right

Inside My Arteries, Forcing Them To

Open and Release Various Subtle 

Nuances of Desire.

              - Though in Such Masses -

            - Even Subtly Can Overpower-