The Lavender Gaze
Always seeking never finding.
Always nowhere never arriving.
There was a boy who became a man. Almost – not entirely …
All men must die.
Such a fact of life, we fervently neglect …
Give us today our daily bread … today and every day. A bread called emptiness…
Touch me –
 bring me to the edge.
Moaning I withhold that which you…
Undress me. Let me lie naked before you as I am without protection or masks…
