deep

thrusting down

penetrating into

filling up &

losing sight of

all rationality,

where the grip

of what’s left to be

human

comes vibrating

up through the spine

making each one

jealous of the other,

making each one

terrified when the

passionate new fling

is not around to

keep tabs on &

you’ll find that many

a wise old lover

will swear that

being with a young n’

sexy n’ beautiful

someone or other,

will most certainly

keep them up all night

long,

wondering &

panicking &

wondering &

panicking,

losing all their hair

in the doing,

graying all the hair

left,

in the sweating---

when the summer brings

the newness,

so doth the stress

come flushing down

the hallways of one’s

heart & mind

like the flash flood of

blood at the

Overlook Hotel.