the full liberation

i love listening to watts
dunno why that stilted english accent
speaks to me so weill, but well,
it has. enlightenment
is a cooked goose in sherry sauce
you know its taste, you remember it even when
it isnt in your mouth.

so yeah. in the same way...

i started txting you an hour and a half after
you said you'd be done. two hours later
i placed you cheating on what we have
i was just about convinced i'd never know the truth of it
so i forgave you for fucking whoevershewas.
until i have proof. then you called
hit a home run you said. see you in a minute.
i hope that means you got a job, can
stop panhandling, peddling, living like a refugee
at last. tat a tat. thou art that. fingernail
on chalkboard, drawing sound with the gentlest touch
in your microcosm. please, wave
me into my arms.