Matches.
Desire will often loom
Like a silly fat carrot;
You do seem boring,
But the sex may be good—
You do seem boring,
But the sex was not bad,
And I am tired often,
My bones, like untempered
Limestone; eyes raw, red,
When I look at your photos,
Scrolling through self-painted
Landscapes, great and sickly,
Searching for relics of those
Gone, and those to follow,
Beneath fluorescent moonlight.