There’s nothing I want more than
Find lyricism in the way she walks. Poetry in beautiful lips, lipstick-painted
Or not. Heart shaped mouths; bare breasts.
I want to write about beautiful women,
If Death wants to look
Even more enchanting — tell her to look
Like a beautiful girl with
Angelic voice. I will fly to you
With open arms
— And men?
Oh, men are
Real life… My boyfriend plays
Videogames for five straight
Hours. What a bore
I want a Muse