Pontificatus Polyester

Die, NOW
won’t you,
Know it All Youth!
As I finish my last meal
before you desecrate the Truth

I’ve loved you
Ached to see the sun
cast its daybreak
over the curve of your ass
Such pristine a thing
I didn’t appreciate
When quiet and nubile
myself as a lass

Now you pontificate
in polyester
As though syllabic
Lifelines are casting

A breath now
Let me halt your blinking
It’s all the Tenderness
I ever hope to have

c2017 GC Cameron