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Bart Edelman 65 Betrayal My body betrays me Sixteen different ways— Each new position Far worse than the last. I can’t believe what perversion Awaits me every night When I stumble to bed And replay the forbidden scene That creeps inside my head From the drama of the day. I shudder just to think How willingly I give in To the fiend whose grasp Leaves its mark upon my back, Keeping me sleepless again Beneath the satin sheets. What right has that devil To demonize my life And slowly turn me against The good deeds I’ve done. I’m a lost soul now— Ready and willing to submit To the next sordid pleasure My flesh cries out for. And humble no more, I am a smooth black stone, Sinking down the well, Blessing this slide to hell. ...

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