Sameness halts.
Every husband is extinct or floats into exile
while a sly tenor breaks the hush.
Hush, let's no longer be shy for years
but the blatant camera scanning hairlines
Just to get on nerves, play. Play up our rawness
while we soak the hard boiled
'Til they lapse far off into the red land.
Remedy the tension not with see-through hints,
But the stuff that pierces hearts. Let's explode.
Let's give the half-blind an eyeful.
Change the timid habit of the skin
and raise the simple hairs upon it
Right now, this moment, happy thugs ambush the evening,
bust loose the wicked seams
And call them their own. Let's, let's be among them,
the looming opera, the exotic hymn,
The shameless snarl that's mainly crispy.