The last psalm


I think
it’s just the orgasm of ink which turns me on
and when the pen is empty it feels like I have gone
from excitement to despair
and sometimes it just happens even when 
I am not there.
But I shall persevere and tame the words inside the nib
while Adam’s rib gives me the fruit
with which to shoot
myself.

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