- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Night Wears a Sombrero
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Gunfire sounds as she drinks in the dead louse
A drunken harlot sins with the head mouse.
A cry for the dead sounds in the courtyard-
A gate opens in hell to guide the life-shed spouse.
The moon wanes as they dance to crimson tides.
Blood rivers flowing into a fled house.
Street lamps flicker in the raucous vigor-
A lonely sleepwalker has his stead roused.
Floral garments and wicker hats fill the streets-
Even as grown children soothe a spread blouse.
Forgotten graves are covered in roses-
Vacant souls creep to Earth as the tread’s doused.
Although the night is unholy and racy
No cause for disdain, no cause to bed grouse.
*I mixed the Literotica form of Ghazal with a form of Ghazal I found
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