Archives for January 16, 2012
3 very short poems
In the beginning it seemed like circumstances
had stacked the largest impediments before us
but we reached an end,
splitting the smallest of things
He runs the summer night streets
jabs and dances past
invisible opponents.
In a wrap around skirt and bandana
She follows, triumphantly
She presents herself to him
If she grows unhappy, it will be because he’s taken her
She presents herself to him
Because she’s different now that she has him
She is alive and pliant, firm and damp
He needs her
She presents herself to him