Introduction - a poem in several parts

INTRODUCE – Part One

Tell me.

I’m attracted to you

Want some tea? Some rum, instead.

Talk to me. I’m there.

Come to my room.

By sundown.

INTRODUCE-Part Two

I do drugs.

Huh. What sort?

No needles.

Huh. How so?

Don’t know.

Hmm. Me too.

Drugs?

No.

INTRODUCE-Part Three

You are quiet.

I’m talking to your body.

Talk. Language.

No, soul!

Marry me?

Me?

Who?

INTRODUCE-Part Four

I’m leaving.

Here. No reason.

But you can’t, soul!

Stop calling me that.

So you can’t.

Didn’t you know? Language?

Soul.

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