Wednesday, September 21, 2016

two poems in a gastropub

lines

You said once
that I had to draw a line in the sand
and work backwards from there.
I couldn't wait for what I wanted
to neatly fit into where my life was going.

I want your line in the sand
to be me.

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return on investment

return on investment was
the poem I was trying to write
to convince you to
see me through to the end.

It was exhausting.
Trying to persuade you
without begging you to stay
or alarming you
with the depths of my attachment.

I don't want to have to walk the line
between how much I love you
and how much I think you love me.

I was writing a poem
to convince you that
I could earn you a large
return on investment,
and was worth your continued affection.

But I don't want to beat around the bush.
My heart is already racing from too much coffee
and I have work to do today.
What I mean is:

I love you
and

I think we can do this
for a long time.


last night I said
I want to write poems about your orgasms
(we were both pretty stoned at the time)
do you remember?
I said
You made me want to write love songs.

If you had kept fucking me like that
I might have wept
tears of exhaustion and joy
of pure love and emotion
But I didn't.

You make me want to worship.
I wanted to take you inside me
fill all my senses with you
breathe in the essence of you
tell you that I love you

your orgasms make me want
to whisper loving words in your ear
to kiss your skin
thank God for your body
and the way you make me feel.

When you are inside me,
pushing me through climax after climax
without even letting me come up for air
I think that when He looked at
all the pleasures on Earth and said
"it is good"
He must have been
talking about
this.