You’re Nobody ‘til Somebody Loves You
And you learn to love them back
If you can’t find somebody
you might spend months
in a darkened room
while the curtains begin to rot
like the silver-spoon tycoon who stacks
Mason jars of his urine
bribes politicians
New York strip steak
every day medium rare
push the larger peas away
every day precisely 12
If there’s no love in the details
life’s just a compendium of hates
and contamination is everywhere
Frail naked
but for a pink napkin over his cock
Howard Hughes watches movies
purchases hotels restaurants
lovers
The napkin can’t save him
Movies can’t save him
Ice Station Zebra and The Conqueror
on continuous loop
Even Ava Gardner couldn’t save him
She confessed she just didn’t love him
Pain and codeine
Five docked hypodermic needles
stuck in the flesh of his arms