Poetry

Your body will not pucker and spoil
today, tonight,
tomorrow.
I will not claim it.
I will not seek it
cold        frozen. […]

my little nubbins are truest buttons, fuchsia-shiny, squat; skew
slewing over my pot, from my weak limbs faster […]

I do believe you Teddy Pendergrass;
I too have been on the rope-a-dopes

of love, soaking in fists from women
who do not believe a man can be down, […]

Because there had to be one woman who first loved a man. Let’s call her X.

Because X started it.

Because I can’t imagine her face. […]

Photographs of the waterskiing versions of us,
the ones who went to Machu Picchu & Chunchucmil,
the selfish & long-haired & parasailing us, […]

There is an absence of lemon. Dark, dark as roots, as earth. It is the tongue’s earth, coats the swallowing. Coats are because we need more fur. […]

held together by wild oceans,
grassed over rail tracks,
whiskey and brief churches,

your interior untamed […]

a friend of mine, said,
Death is painless, even for me. He wore
all the words, some sleeves
no one had ever heard, […]

Different cities glow different colors in the rain Throwing up in bathroom stalls My leather jacket & cold February wind Shades of black so dark they’re purple Cities glow different colors in the dark Night […]

not the waves
but the rocks

not the rocks
but the hips […]