An End in Itself

Michael Peach

When sex itself becomes an end,
Farewell the lover, child and friend.

Jerusalem
18 September 1998

If I again could walk, For peace I’d use my

The milk and cream of human kindness ease The bullish

Despite the ATVs and motorbikes That shake my fragile balance

Like all the kindest men’s in history, Will’s anima was

In his sonnets Will’s narrator loves a manPlatonically; for he’s

How ironic and poetically just That the blatant ethnic-cleansing And