Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

you can solicit
my explicit lust
descriptions,
perceive them
as porn, retrieve
my innocence
as tornequet -desire,
annihilate my foolish
dire perception
by starving my
simple needs,

but you cannot
force me to bleed
on stage.

and i will not
bandage rage
nor fury with
a redemptive
gaze.

i offer solace,
not servitude.

anticipate
my lips
on your
wound.

let us not
murder language
by defining
love by
a beg –

i implore
you.

the beggest thing to ,
the challenge of the,
mistake that leads,
beg...beg...beg...lose..............wired