Night Barking

That night I was
the concentrate encamped kapo
trading two brothers (in)
for three thin threads of meat

Last night I hoped
Heine would concede to assail me
& my horny cut could
deceive a surrogate sweet

This night I heard
sparkling iron grate and closing
white wall skinnies
dripped a cross of toasted bone

One night I roiled or
tumbled a teasing blessing
snugly fit in loss of my
(Damn Me) g-d abandoned home