Loofah Optional

Peeling back kisses
like skin saturated with sun
given time to set
history with edge translucent

To remove is to relive
to relive is to relove
to find what I’m willing
to forget for you

Easy at first
when infatuation drives fingers
replacements made room for
as lust requires

It’s the afterwards that’s of interest
the spaces once saved
now negotiable
ready perhaps for the sun

Dowry

Collector of lonelies
incapable of being alone
tonight
will be missed
tomorrow
with all the rest
yesterdays
and yesteryous

Got enough empty
for us
self sieved
space
to be sown
constellations
we can forget
together

Pauper’s Pea

Guilt
dappled now
with practiced shrug
to sit it right

Your princess
in another castle
my coffee cup waits
daily

To sell salvation
with words you’re fed
virtue
without meaning

I’ll sleep just fine
tonight
belly full
from found delicacy

Abundance

Smoke
a distant smell
left in mid Midwest
with you

It surprised you
somehow
that I remembered
when I claim to forget

Lies of abundance
curling at the edges
as the flame
overflows the cup

The Answer

I think you
and your words appear
a coincidence cultivated
by thinking you often

Half-hope
in the interim
I’ve been forgotten
a margin exaggerated

Altruistic negligence
my love at arms length
an abstract offering
made of me

I’m there for you
all you have to do is ask
question unknown
the story so far

Inculpable

I’d miss you more
if I could
love you more
if there were a way
to measure the meaning
of more

Qualitatively consume me
if it makes merit
feed on flesh
that sings your praise
I’ll lop a different love off
if you ask

Letters I’ve written
on what this love is like
I’d send them daily
if it made a difference
hourly
if it’s what you need

You said I was stupid
and I agreed
incapable of loving you more
whatever that means
incapable of loving you less
if only

Restless

His leg won’t let go
of that other place
the one on the end
of what used to be a line

Home in hand
his food turned fast
as half-hearted fork
fails to reach face

It makes me half-smile
impatience for a world
he can speak to
so very far away

The other half
a growing resentment
noise I know well
and my lack thereof