Chapters of Diary of an Adamant Seducer

he had to let it happen
he had to change
couldn’t go on
stealing baubles out his pockets.

all those desperate lunges
and last grands stands
the drinking in the courtyard
the screaming at the sky.

there was a time for all those
dramatic gestures
that a man makes to himself
that he might believe

that he’s a man?
and why
must he be the great man
to be a man?
and why
must he be a man
to be worth love,
worth respect
worth anything at all?

there was a time
for working through
the confusions
the jumbles, tangles, knots and strands

but now he finds in the world
a love that he should match
if love it would his way unfurl
if she would fall where he would catch.

so change
little monkey
gobbling sticky fruit
high on the bended branch
chattering at the turning leaves
and your fellow beasties.

put it together
for her
in case
she feels
in case
she tastes
in case
she knows it
like you do
all through and through.

be ready
it would be good
if you could tell someone
those pieces that lay hidden
until you tell
someone who cares
enough to hear
what isn’t said
what doesn’t belong
what no one
cares to know

Author: BW
Editor: AW
Copyright: AMW

Chapters of Diary of an Adamant Seducer

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