I hesitate to give loving a seventeenth try

accustomed to the smell of my own farts

without regret shame embarrassment rue

grown to not considering me & you

just me although drowning in despair

waters gloomy familiar I've learned to

survive without oxygen so deep down

among the octopus squid starfish crab

slow to move & prey lively well active

I too find I can more than exist without

your hot air filled bubbles of love & lust

inhaling just black ink & pithy flatulence