Alone
What do I care for the company of men, I, who would sentence them all to hard labour, death, for the price of a fuck? Now I hear you making your excuses, you leave nothing out, except the price of hope, as if hope could save you from God’s opprobrium. Shame me with your godless words, I am a girl alone, a girl without God, a girl without a mate. I have inured myself against love, against men, and I’m too exhausted to pose. Leave me be. Leave me be. Leave me be. "But my darling," says Tolouse, "I will love you, my black stockinged girl, as if you were all mine, as if our love was always meant to be." Mark A. Murphy Mark A. Murphy’s first full length collection, Night-watch Man & Muse, was published in 2013 by Salmon Poetry, Eire.
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