standing in the doorway
-there-
between the kitchen and dining room
looking at your
back
diligently washing whatever you were washing
-there-
between the kitchen and dining room
looking at your
back
diligently washing whatever you were washing
standing in the doorway
crossing arms
crossing arms
suddenly
possessed by Virginia Woolf
leaning
leaning
golden nectar dripping
"There's something inside the bone...the marrow
...and that's what you gotta get at."
dispassionate intent upon discovery
the reason
"There's something inside the bone...the marrow
...and that's what you gotta get at."
dispassionate intent upon discovery
the reason
he
is not
you
no desire to connect his molecules
one
to
another
infinite
tender aching
flesh beneath fingers trembling with.....
need?
is not
you
no desire to connect his molecules
one
to
another
infinite
tender aching
flesh beneath fingers trembling with.....
need?
want?
something eternal
(fuck need
and all its friends)
his back is not your back
and no amount of gin will change that
no desire to press against his back
slipping hands down
down
down
to
(fuck need
and all its friends)
his back is not your back
and no amount of gin will change that
no desire to press against his back
slipping hands down
down
down
to
embrace
release
release
...welcome home anything
of earth and sea
no compass north pulling
pulling
me to him
he is not you
his back not as regal
oh sanguine Apollo
his
eyes not seeing
me
standing here
standing
regarding
tolerating
standing
regarding
tolerating
this quiet house
my invisibility
my invisibility
gin and juice
odds a thousand to one, two, unbuckle the moon
my head upon your chest once more
home to
earth to
sea
pulling pulling
leaning into
the doorway
