You stand in the path.
You stand in my path.
I cannot get
Around you.
Cannot
Get over you, there.
Through you, or
Through with you.
Cannot
do either.
Need to let go
Of the dirt in my road, the
Soil of hillside vines,
Literary worlds, filled, with
Kisses deep and dark,
Toes in the mouth
You suck my life out.
Need to empty, vacate
My hand
Of your crushing existence,
And touch you again
When I am through
with you,
When I have gone through
You.
love gone bad,and toes in
love gone bad,and toes in your mouth
ron parrish