[00:48.08]Comes the golden Light of the Dogday afternoon...
[00:59.36]waiting for the sacred Hour when he comes to my Room.
[01:10.34]He brings me Flowers beautiful, he's been doing that for Years,
[01:21.35]and photographic Memories, Trophies of his... Victories...
[01:55.39]Vouchers of Conquests, boldly flagged, streaming high... on Mass of
[02:03.44]Battle-ships,
[02:06.97]sailing on the troubled Seas,
[02:10.30]Waters of dull Aquaintances,
[02:16.82]spread out on the Blackness here of this shroud-like tablecloth crocheted...
[02:28.06]glossy Evidance of Lust, of all the handsome Men he had.
[03:01.63]Like an Assassin's Game of Cards,
[03:07.38]unshuffled Oracle of Love,
[03:13.14]of one Nightstands, half hearted Loss,
[03:17.86]stolen Kisses, past Jerk-offs.
[03:24.83]Liassons that went nowhere,
[03:29.21]fleeting Moments, without Hope or Care,
[03:35.53]all laid out now before me here
[03:39.59]between Dessert Plates & cups of Tea.
[03:47.01]I feel for him
[03:51.12]as I feel for no other Man,
[03:57.98]but Sadness is the only Thing
[04:02.71]that he and I will ever share...
[04:57.59]Each Polaroid, it bears a young,
[05:02.32]but slightly out-of-focus Face,
[05:08.74]white Teeth exposed in Flashlight-smiles,
[05:14.25]well-defined Bodies, strong & tanned...
[05:20.68]Names & Numbers, Cyphers traced
[05:25.64]like Promises upon each Frame,
[05:31.35]according to the features shown;
[05:36.18]sadly, all poses look the same.
[05:42.64]I hardly speak, I rarely do,
[05:48.27]my role is just to sit & listen
[05:53.61]to the Tales he unfolds, offers to me,
[05:59.49]his palest "Hunt of Agony"...
[06:05.31]the ***less priest,
[06:07.82]the joyless Clown,
[06:10.98]who never judges, only frowns,
[06:16.65]Sipping tea & offering Chocolate Cake,
[06:21.67]for it does concole the Heart that lies in Ache.
[07:22.00]The fading portraits on my walls,
[07:27.10]dead people I have never met,
[07:32.87]unlike his photos, Trophies all,
[07:38.54]decount to Lovers, Men he had...
[07:44.84]I feel for him
[07:48.12]as I feel for no other Man,
[07:55.42]but Sadness is the only Thing
[08:00.54]that he and I will ever share...