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1月23日

Should Have Flowers, Poems

Yes, he should have given you those.
He, your first choice...
He didn't.  He was young and clueless.
He has excuses.
 
I came along later; I knew better.
 
I, too, especially, absolutely,
should have given you flowers, poems,
overlooked your minor faults,
put your sweet ass on that pedestal
of all imagining
where you belong.
Should have told you that you were
You... nothing more or less... exactly
what I most needed and never expected.
 
I was worse for you than he was. 
I gave you trouble.
You scared me.
 
Wanted your thoughts,
your love,
to say thank you,
to put my hands between your legs,
to wash your bathroom floor, your feet,
to convince you that you are
way
more
than you imagine.
 
You deserve more than either he or I can give.
You should have flowers,
and poems
always.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
1月4日

Aftermath

 

 

December 21, 2005

 

 

 

 

Following the celebration of lights,
the coming of
The Light of the World,
the dawn of a new year,

 

a million Christmas trees
will line the curbs
of city  and suburban streets
from Monterey
to Newark.

Their needles will leave
brown and green shadows
on white snow.

 

For a few days
the streets of America
will look like a postcard
from a Nagasaki lumber yard
dated Christmas, 1945.  

 

(cas, 2005)

1月3日

Venus vs. Mars

We who love you most
pass through you
constantly
like neutrinos
from a distant star.
 
You don't know we're there,
have no idea of our speed, our spin,
the fact that we
love you at all.  We choose
not to make ourselves known but
remain invisible.
 
While you choose him, instead,
who moves slowly,
who makes your nipples hard,
who loves you for one thing only.
 
We've passed through you
at 186,000 miles per second
every day. 
 
Try as you might
there is no way
you're fast enough -
no way
you can rip our hearts out -
no way
you can make us love you less.