Begin Again
BEGIN
AGAIN
It all began
with a torch,
then a touch:
—from pale, lustful glances—
—of a burning desire—
—to muscles sinewed—
…then the whining
of an unwanted child…
Brother Sole!
You've abandoned your role
because you let your pole
lure you into the hole
that hollowed your whole
life.
Begin again…
©Angel Simon 2013
Copyright © Ajayi Angel-Simon | Year Posted 2013
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