Saturday, May 14, 2016

Two Poems

feedback

It’s a strange loop.

I like the way you like
The way I like how you look at me.
The fugue intensifying until my ears are ringing
And your eyes are dark and distant.

Somehow, I have been distracting you.
At a volume you describe as ‘cacophonous’
When the only sound is your thumb drumming on my ankle.
You leave the room, and I want you more.

Suddenly I am back at the beginning of this
Mobius strip that I have been treading,
Hoping, futilely, that if I walk it carefully enough
I will end up somewhere new.

Maybe I would step off onto that Good Earth
(different than yours, I know)
Housed behind the event horizon of some imploding star
Like the one that sits quietly in my chest while I cry myself to sleep.  

Or the one that steals all the light from your eyes which are
Just across the couch (the bed, the console)
A million light-years away,
Silent.

The feedback is ear-splitting.



that arm


The stretch of that arm
muscle, shoulder, back
flesh
    slips
beneath my hands
this texture
i can’t describe
your skin.

That smell, not soap
in my hair
those hands grasp
objects and my fingers
with purpose and delicacy
    respectfully   
you open the door
and i enter.





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