Monday, March 16, 2015

Today You Grabbed Your Secret Like a Crotch

Today you grabbed your secret
like a crotch and hauled it everywhere:
dared to whip it out and shove it back
and slink about until you found

another rude occasion to exonerate
your flasher shame by giving it
another burst of public fame –
then snuff it, just as soon as shown,

like candle flame. The winking on-
and-off of it – its peek-a-boo –
its sleight-of-hand – its underhanded
bluff and slide – attempted to do homage

to the great divide of keeping it
so long inside. To sit astride the terrible
ambivalence of private terror
and withheld remorse is quite a ride.


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