temperance

threaded light’s needle 
herculean sour diesel 
hearts hang dry by clothesline between us 
time goes by despite philosopher genius

keep me off roster, regardless of thrills 
needing to burn a white sheet for all the me’s i’ve killed 
repression repression makes for twizzler expressions 
sweet, dark, and handsome, a licorice obsession

too much to write, not enough ink to bleed through 
engulfed in midnight frights, in love without you 
paying it forward, an impossible overdraft flow 
paying it forward to undam where love wants to go