I want to kiss him
and taste of his lover.
I must abstain
if I want the other.
All taste the same;
the lie that I tell.
I know desire
will send me to Hell.
I want to read
and weep through the diction.
Allow me to breathe
and keep to the fiction.
Allow me to feel
all the lies that we tell.
Allow me to heal
and despise what we sell.
Allowances given.
Allowances taken.
From what is allowed
we may not awaken.
What is allowed
may infest us inside.
What is allowed
would best be denied.
Written by Jason Wright
August 2, 2019