Emptiness

Of the pornography of emptiness

Lacerated desire, and a deep flogging

When the conscience is running low

Exposed by the ultra-silence of chronic need.

The seed

Of the discreet

Is shame churned inside

Contorted by want

Distorted by feelings

Emasculated by urges.

It surges,

By way of the external

That all tat is self-talk is natural.

What joy! The voyeur participates,

The voyeur is there, a liberated lover.

A super human capable of the greatest

Sexual rising and arriving, synchronized

With darkness and light, simultaneously

With love, the abandonment, the shame

It’s all the same.