Just another fucking day later,

Another set of mouth later,

Another flex in wet space later,

Another eavesdropping unintentional,

Goddamn the clairaudience,

The swoop of this ringing ear,

The feel of another on her, but not like me

Not like me that wastrel stranger,

Not like me that psychotic drifter,

Not like me limpid, insipid ugly pound of flesh,

Unlike the doom you reaped and will find.

I watch the sky turn black with close clouds,

The moon veiled purple, a pale light on that smooth skin

The skin she gave me to own,

And then I made her laugh…