March 18th, 2010
making #10: cosmogeny
I am pliable
as beeswax
rolled in his palm
or dropped mercury
careening across
his body’s flat surface.
Molten
newly rounded
I await
the gift of gravity.
March 10th, 2010
love #6: lift
Overshadowed
on the threshold
your kiss disrupts
my gravity like an
elevator shaft.
I drop to ground floor
and chase back up the stairs
my breath lagging behind.