James had cured the wrath

Of a jealous woman

Not long after that

Spending all his weekends

Trying to relearn

How a young man yearns after a noose

Poor, poor James



Most nights he has dreams

All his teeth are missing

Wakes up in a sweat

Simpleton heart racing

He throws back the sheets

Begins to weep without much feeling

Poor, poor James



Desire is what makes

Upright mammals human

Put me out to graze

Give this beast a burden

Because the universe

Makes much more sense without a purpose

Poor, poor James