Jeff Connelly Poet I do not know?

Sissy Ly

she sent
me a photo
perhaps not
knowing a flash
would fill her dark
cave sensitive eyes

so much so
she closed one
so thus began the
myth that was his but
now surely had become 
hers for observe as the tale

unfolds on
this second of
nights after two men
we're taken in by her lust
of life and desire but i i had
a plan to piss upon this fire to

put it out 
needing none
for some such 
desire but ire for 
the wench to quench 
her thirst but for grape's 

blood
i would 
shape and 
make a pointed 
thing not only to last 
but to blast it in hot coals 

so that 
though it
were sharp
it was hard and
hot and ready and
would be released by

us at the
proper time
so we blinded
her and as Ulysses
i felt remorse as to the
force which made my mark

on her
though i
told her my
name was No
Man i thought no
body had made such

a mark
on her
as me

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