Dishes, Kitchen jan 18
Shy One
Shy One You do not care for my poetry, And I cast no blame back— Silly words, Panting surreptitiously For your love. Yet now my fantasies Are naked, And I beg you to fantasize naked, too. You said you are shy, But call me on the telephone. Then I will respond like Mars, Or…
Passion Around Two Coffee Pots
Passion Around Two Coffee Pots After you have heated the coffee pots And after you have emptied and cleaned them, We will talk yet again Around our silly, incipient love. I shall want to discuss it naked With you in a shower, But I cannot. I shall only gaze And converse nervously About the…
Baby Carriage jan 17
Al Capone jan 17
7 a.m.: 2 Police Cars
I Am Apache
I Am Apache You stabbed me twice in my stomach. I was brave and did not drink Or smoke marijuana. I did not ask you to marry. I asked only that you face me And handcuff your wrists to mine For a week or two. Now, I am off to concrete jail cells In…
To a Balcony in Verona
To a Balcony in Verona Shall I bring you a Mars bar? It is two days until we meet again, And I remember: We spoke once, Like in the Bible, Beneath seven tall buildings. I shall not bring you that chocolate bar, though, Because Mars bars fail like Venice in April. Strange: I cannot…
Three jan 15
10,000 Potato Chips
10,000 Potato Chips I ate 10,000 Utz of Hanover potato chips last night And swallowed 2 gallons of Coca-Cola, too. I did this because I was lonely, Remembering when we talked three weeks ago. Your voice, I think, is incomparable, And so I was preoccupied With the Capulets and the Montagues. To speak with…
Red Car No. jan 14
Two Guys jan 14
Shovels in the Sand
Shovels in the Sand I do not love you yet. I love your voice, And I would take you To a beach in Delaware And ask you to lie in the sun While I, nearby, Sat beneath an umbrella, Playing in the sand With a Tinkertoy Construction Set And shovels and buckets, Thinking of…
Distilled!
Distilled!.
I Don’t Sing Like Humphrey Bogart
I Don’t Sing Like Humphrey Bogart I would fight for you Like Gen. George Smith Patton Jr. (With a .38 caliber) In World War II Or the Spartan King Leonidas At Thermopylae— No I wouldn’t. I lie because I think I am in love with you. It’s your voice And the questions which you…