Family Reunion

barely connected

and running from her

own

true

self

I struggled daily

with

blind

dedication

to her h y p n o t i c a l l u r e

too often

I lay

paralyzed with lust

watching her quench

her unresolved issues

criminally titillating

utterly savage

sucked weak

I was

from the moment

our eyes first met

oh how seductive . . .

her tormented past

amazingly resembled that

of

my

very

own

troubled mother

who often spoke

to me hardly

but sometimes whispered

softy

In my ear . . .

I love to give

I love to give

I love to give up . . .