In Moist Propinquity
von Sam Vaknin (Copyright)
Hemmed in our bed,
in moist propinquity,
’tis night and starry
and the neighbourhood inebriated,
in the vomitary of our street.
A woman,
my stone-faced lover,
a woman and her smells.
The yellow haze of melancholy lampposts.
Your hair consumes you.
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Author Bio:
Sam Vaknin ( http://samvak.tripod.com ) is the author of Malignant Self
Love – Narcissism Revisited and After the Rain – How the West Lost the
East.
He served as a columnist for Central Europe Review, PopMatters, and
eBookWeb, a United Press International (UPI) Senior Business Correspondent, and
the editor of mental health and Central East Europe categories in The Open Directory Bellaonline, and Suite101.
Sam’s Web Site:
http://www.narcissistic-abuse.com