The Art of Tetman Callis

if i be a whore for doing,
seize not the cessation of day.
see it (see it),
hey it, nay it—
or, sir, it’s a ninny’s to-do.

even to nod to sin as it raps down heat (a pox pot
boils—excise it.), oh, hard by sad bed.
enough of hi, my friend.

cupped hands dial phone at ten
(i might fear and meet success).
live, see job/ligation—

some ought, some will—
at your touch, my lion gate opens.

(Copyright 2023 by Tetman Callis.)