modernity lover

tonight she washed the future from her skin
(never again to be sold on such cheap tricks).
"rid of me rid of me.
wrong of me,"
Sayeth she,
"lest i remember,
may i ever forget".

"anti emotion", or "the further maddening of royal george, overseer, monitor and informant (salubriety and sobriety division, north-east sector)"

to set the swelling scene
the heart rises and chokes
in the throat;
black night fast approaches
and it is raining
(mais bien-sur...
...this is poetry, darling, and that is poetic licence)
and each night is now the same.
down swelling heart!
down you
(and damn you!)