Now You Want To Recompense Me With Theoritical Sex
what i have inside my hand though too little
is always greater than what you can promise till next time
as Heidegger says or Kant if you remember
an actual dollar bill in my hand is always greater and real than the
thousand dollars in your mind
you want to recompense me with theoritical sex every night
this cyber sex and all these dialogues of our sexes
what does it compare with the actual kiss on my lips
my night that time with you would have been completely
perfect.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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