Stevie’s back
Don’t take jack
Sees the lights
Of authority
Waving at him.
On his knees does it please
You?
I doubt it
That would be sadistic;
Not in your nature.
Is there no cure?
Don’t be a critic,
Let’s get specific.
Rejected all my life,
But I turned out terrific.
You kissed me to bed at night,
You reeked of cigarttes
And cheap sherry.
I bury the thoughts.
Such a pity.
You weren’t bad,
Essentially good,
But you could
Never
Understand
What I am about.
