Havana 1976

January 18, 2013

I want to know,
can you keep an orchid alive
and
why you look so handsome with a drink in your hand

Sometimes words are ugly,
like not remembering when we fucked;
It’s strange that you are sensitive

I have learned not to put out on the first date,
that is, if I think it could be love
learned, efficacious, or something else

The grey in your hair is charming still,
because your skin hasn’t yellowed yet;
Your liver will fail you too,
just like all the rest.

It’s strange that you apologized for waking me
I like your inconsistencies
I like your decadence

and the fullness of your kiss
But please do not be confused Children playing - Oskar Kokoschka

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