You’ll play these maidens for fools, Dancer dear, Cropped hair atomic pink, steel stud shining In your bottom lip, a bank your tongue overflows When you giggle. Look at you: baby blue UFO pants, rainbow Piping, your silly little bump and grinding; Kandi-c...
What am I anticipating? A knocking at my door. Chance for some prevaricating: I'm naked on the floor. Random bits of scintillating Chit-chat from above: Floating hyperventilatingMoans of making love. The stranger coming to my gate Will knock and pass on b...
I thought they buried you in the snowLast winter-- but, pray, was that me?Curious, how I’ve nowhere to go,But pace the graves at half past three:Mysterious ‘tis, where goes my mindThese bleary days since I spied you last;It seems I’m cloistered from my ki...
I woke this morning from a dream I was Having a slumber-party with theSpice Girls.They were sitting on the bed (someGargantuan construction INever slept in) and I wasFiddling with a boom-boxBeside the bed, playingTheir third album, the oneThat kinda flopp...
Jane, slender short andplain enough, in a teal room, bay window,daybed, cream primrose cottonblanket, antiqued mirror, Monetprint on the wall (morning light, pale autumn, the City), hardbound Pelican Shakespeare on the oakchair, open to a page ofCymbeline...
