Poetry Drafts / 1 October 2020

Inflated / Dangling

I dressed you
With my pleasure
in mind,
Stockings of cheap origin & a top
covering
*nothing*

I undressed you
With my pale blue &
left you waiting

/cuffed/

with an inflated ego
ergo
without a sum, a cum --

dangling

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.