For Michelle

The illusions that I find in the secrets of the mind
lead me to wonder and to come under
your spell you weave so well
What can I do to untangle the way that you wiggle
and giggle at what you are doing so uncomfortable
it would seem yet you are acting I suppose from
your repose on the floor on the grass tickling your
naked ass And your power in the image of sex
to serve man and his excesses To create a sense
of well being even though what it may seem
to be is silly and disgraceful you have your hands full
To serve is noble yet is justice being served in this
game of depravity no thought to what might happen to be
in his mind what secrets do I find
in his very breath a secret of lovelessness
.