this is
'The Space Of The Afraid'
be it weary be it wrong
we claw at each other
just to get to the in between
the layers of elation
spill their greed
for flesh meeting
eager flesh
at last
and love planting
its growing seed
we are near corporate raiders
of such privately purring stock
two personal vendettas nearly
ogling each the other
in such gorgeous glee
without care or
need of the time
read on the clock
indifference only impedes
the progress of such experience..................
(Oct. 1, 2009 914am)