deep

thrusting down
penetrating into
filling up &
losing sight of
all rationality,
where the grip
of what’s left to be
human
comes vibrating
up through the spine
making each one
jealous of the other,
making each one
terrified when the
passionate new fling
is not around to
keep tabs on &
you’ll find that many
a wise old lover
will swear that
being with a young n’
sexy n’ beautiful
someone or other,
will most certainly
keep them up all night
long,
wondering &
panicking &
wondering &
panicking,
losing all their hair
in the doing,
graying all the hair
left,
in the sweating---
when the summer brings
the newness,
so doth the stress
come flushing down
the hallways of one’s
heart & mind
like the flash flood of
blood at the
Overlook Hotel.