what more can they take away
when I was naked
and riding tigers
arrogantly around
your house silent
and unhurried nightbound
roads I took you to
the carnival
you were withholding
even then
unbind my tongue
thin curtains candle wax
and worn
a startling receptivity
to omens
your opalescent asshole
reconstructed crimes
among the glances
words and acts hidden
under the coats where
the great animals are
caged
who knows
who speaks
who tells
i am thinking
of the tigers
riding tigers
all around
your little house