Musings

Tender light and shifting shadows Light, stark, white and greatly subdued Lingering on languid pools of floating green Watches on curiously as the class progresses Smell of sweat Musky and dank A room full of pulsating groins Eyes hunger for approving nods Minds eager for knowledge and power A bead of sweat gushes forth Winding its way over a heaving breast Downward, faster to the eager navel Rivulet into a gaping abyss Right or wrong manners galore Discussions on war profound A reluctant breeze picks up the drape Letting go after a passionate spasm

Dancing lights on wet streets On wet streets cars steaming Cars steaming the boy with a runny nose The boy with a runny nose selling flowers Selling flowers stolen from a grave