Punition by Marc Nassau Woodworth

Punition by Marc Nassau-Woodworth

We kiss, they

run

We kiss, they

tear, these

tear-abouts

with our caps

dropped in a bin

We kiss

so they descend

these hawks

of prey

These youths of day

who seek but night

Who in the night

do take flight

to hide their crimes

to escape the scream and

siren

of punition

And we are lucky still

For we've escaped

broken jaw

and charred eye

and our bones

together still do cry

for the punition we've

been dealt

our devil's kiss

Our gay kiss

so meanly felt

and punished