CUPIDITAS AND CARITAS

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    CUPIDITAS AND CARITAS

     At dusk
    the city's restless crowd
    begins to thin
    into a park, or
    cemetery,
    beach or
    alley way.
    Each contemplating sins,
    their need for love, and
    hopes beyond their reach.
    It's dangerous and yet
    the drive is strong.
    The risk of punishment,
    attack or
    shame
    cannot detour
    the longing to belong
    the rapture
    each one's seeking to proclaim.
    This urge
    will not be satisfied alone.
    It seeks
    another's touch,
    one other soul,
    a fellowship of wounded
    seeking to atone
    a hopeless life
    with needs beyond control.
    A shifting shadow lingers
    with the wish another's foot
    will dare complete a fish.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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    SKIN 0 11/15/2011
    ABOUT THAT BLISS 0 11/15/2011
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