Sunday, July 15, 2012

Donal Mahoney- A Poem

Anthem for the Age
Two evenings a week
I go to Melissa’s,
to talk and to fuck.
We talk first,
we fuck later.
Summer, fall,
winter, spring,
nothing distracts us.
We are to each other now
what we were at the start:
someone to talk to,
someone to fuck.

1 comment:

  1. Donal, I've read a lot of your work. You're an excellent writer but this is a first. What possessed you to use the f word?