There
at night, in the illumination
of contrasting partnership norms,
be it the seemingly liberated,
“Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” policies
of sadly beautiful Palm Springs marriage,
or sexless lesbian bed victims
who either choose to deny their ghostly existence
or claw their way back toward sensation…
There
in the power bottom afterglow
of newly confirmed relational status
and haunted by parallel love lives
which will echo
and color the weeks that follow…
leaving overstimulated,
near madness, hyper inspired
unanswered inquiries
and nearly celibate nightmares…
There
under the weight
of all that came before
is where we must truly define ourselves as WE – as I
reverate all possibilities
and all combinations.
Written by Jason Wright
July 24, 2019