there only is a way out when you fear not
my woman di prima below my dangling legs
if all our tacks blacked out were the answer
thumb ready for this figure holding fast
muscles retain fluid in spite of all warned
to bend at maternal angle now who knew
my woman di prima isn’t as afraid as me
what was in there waiting on the dusky side
it is heating up my arms were once steady
the pool is not the only wet thing around
but chairs are not yet banned here
and my woman di prima knows it
and my heart is ready for some
bloodshed it is ready for the group
embracing takes place before the
race ends and heads hit hot bricks
Image from flickr.
