Dogs 2007

FALLEN FANTASY
(1/15/07)


I see you

what
do those
watering eyes
want
from me?

I hear you

don't hint
just say
the damn
words

I smell you

your perfume
is wonderful
but it isn't magic
as it once
was

I feel you

clinging to me
anxiously
not holding me
with casual
intimacy

I taste you

your desperate
pressing kisses
make me want
to pull away
with worn
pity

I know you

who you want
is someone else
presently wearing
the mask
of me