If You Lift Your Skirt
U Uriah Hamilton
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Reality today is a sunless chasm
Impossible to climb,
A smooth wall smeared with grease,
A punishment from trickster gods
Exiled from ancient Greece…
Love parades in gaudy clothes
But exits before minute and meaningful pleasure,
Everything is a Judas kiss
Inviting a slow walk and a crucifix.
But if you lift your skirt,
I’ll do my best to make things fit,
I’ll be imaginative and elaborate
In mingling the poisons I secrete
In this treacherous existence.
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