5.
School Mistress
Out of proportion
Inside the tight mud
Colored suit jacket
Her breasts enormous
Swollen sagging fruit
Implacable
Mammaries
Amazing
Barely bobbing
Firm-jelly
High firm
Patted mounds
Of pancake batter
Over the top
Eroticizing the unavailable
The first time she saw herself
As the object of desire
A certain kind of quick
Appraising (male) attention
Accelerating mental dislocation
Like the stepmother in a porno
Discovering how just how hard
A new step-son can be
A central figure
Around whom
The chaos swirls
She gravitated to
Transgressive fare
Provocative
Ravishing
Possessed
Yet in control
Feral & physical
Without artifice
Men project onto her
But cannot possess her
She has been electric for me
An intense conductive current
A chain of affinities an event
From some magnetic domain
The flame that spares nothing
What urges do you have We’re
Only guilty of tasting the fruit
Love at crash site
A brick mansion in
The specious present
Her sweet audacities
End up in a precipice
The hope of reaching the
Eternal in her momentary
We have already not done
All that we will not do
Human consciousness
& the human body
Remain inseparable
Sweet enduring vision or
Plaint of infernal pleasure
Sex is the way sentience continues
The way consciousness renews itself
No wonder it’s always in our mind
3.
A tall womanly figure
With a certain suburban glamor
Do I jar you? In fact she’s the
Dreadful shivering Goddess Heresy
Offering an all terrain excursion into desire
I go to look for her in my dreams
Indulge in mutual masturbation
Private dressing rituals
Attend a bull castration
Drive to the McKenzies
& call the police
Honor her prom titties all
I do is want freakout maniac
Little hippy from Whositville
Cum in a cup typically doomed
Exhibitionist outlaw responses
The routine intimacy of all that
But it’s sex & love too isn’t it
Two animals biting each other
She’s not here to reassure
Capable of or infected with
Brutal ceremonial affection
She wants to show me
A miracle of substantiation
Corrupting then uncorrupting
A being seeking response folded
Into the general garment of reality
Into the ever deepening chasm
Awaiting reply
Here present with her
Consciously remember
Mirror reflective aware
Witness the sweetness
Above all else
No so much what
She’s saying but
Her voice, the way
She expresses herself
An experiment in
How to manage
This feeling – Even
Enjoy it make
It fruitful
Even remembering how
She shoved the blade in
Me while I hugged her
What is certain is that we
Test each other’s limits as
Good friends do
Whatever else she keeps
Coming back for more
Can’t admit what she knows &
Feels until I can speak
To the inviolate part of her
Inaccessible even to herself
I’ve insisted on a unique relationship
As endless friend & old acquaintance
Despite weak compulsion on her part
The Perfected One The Inscrutable One
That blade deep in me
It’s just two of us
In this room alone
She found her dead brother’s
Chagall poster still rolled up &
Now it’s hanging over her bed
She thinks if someone doesn’t
Tell her something it means
They don’t want to tell her
Something
Discussing herself
Dispassionately 121 lbs.
Never wore a belt
She is not my subject
She is the center of
The circle indefinable
The compass that unites
She stands apart
From any veil
With amused interest
In the prickly carnality
Of her own body
It’s her duty to be that way
& my duty to know & say
You’re divine
She gives a derisive snort
With little emotional valence
But
At moments like this
In front of this adored
Chimerical dream being
Who cares
1. The perfected soul scientist The self-absorbed primate Plotting the boundaries of Human reason Discovering that The Universe is bathed In a sea of ancient light Known as Cosmic Web Evidence that existence Had a beginning & will Inevitably have an end This invisible thing can Really turn you around Discontinuity in order Difficulty in stabilizing
Depraved Thrill
Nearly Negative Range
Turns Out
Motivated Seeing
Conservation of Parity
Apophenia
Message From Outer Space
Muddy Trails Left By A Wild Beast
Interactions & Self-Interactions
Microscopic Life Such as We Possess
My Inspiration
My Deviation
My Dislocation
My Deification
My Defecation
Jesus that was profound
My wanton thoughts enticed my eye
To see what was forbidden
– The Shepherd Tonie
What is beautiful is seized
– Lorrie Moore
Your body
Your tender existence
The safety of all horizons
Is your safety
In this storm
Which enters knocking
Aside tall trees revealing
The long path to a place
Both the face of heaven
And your heavenly face
Who has not fallen into those doubled tresses
Where a face seems the mirror of divine light
A Leak In The Safe 