by phillipw | Jul 13, 2019 | LU
Extreme Unction The thing you had for him was somewhere in Between the condemnation of the prudes And attitudes of libertines, not sin Yet not just sentimental pink or moods Of valentines and lilies. Far above, Beyond these two extremes it wasn’t more Than...
by phillipw | Feb 4, 2019 | LU
There’s someone deep inside me who is me, The “me” who is my soul—or whatever— Since I’m an unbeliever. It’s the key, Though, something that no surgeon can sever, Not even hifalutin’ blade-like shrinks. He’s actually a person. If you scan Me with precision...
