A Chicago Affair

a Lakeshore Drive
luminous Red Sign
Congress
Remembering that
Dark night in a Dark dress
elevator dropping with my stomach
receiving that Kiss
That changed my mind

spermicidal bathwater

i’m lying conscious in this chilly
bathtub filled with my icy limbs.
breaths grow to be deeper while my
fingers grab for some sort of warmth.
i hear your love sounds scream across the apartment.


there’s this throbbing pour of
frostbitten water cold.
a shivering sting that
vibrates through me.
a lonesome bathtub you have given to me.


children should not be given such
a bitter bath.
hidden away inside a ceramic coffin waiting
for you to finish
scattering your seed.

Broken Engagement

Pain behind pain
Stiff beyond stiff
Contradiction between contradiction
Speak now or forever.

Numb Limbs

hands thrusting over blushing flesh moving toward
finely tuned areas that pulse toward the aching hands
rushing to take all off but a
button unable to dislodge from its denim puncture
shuttering and ripping the fabric into threads and fibers moving to
uncovered breasts panting – begging to be seized when suddenly
blood is dashing to both their centers- swelling genitals to the point where
bodies slam into one another- one inside the other- one on top of the other-
moaning, screaming, gasping, grabbing, tossing and then
Bliss.

Love HAS Got to do with it

A quick glance can only show
So much from a young girl
to another girl suspecting
that she maybe
would be someone to get close
to and perhaps make love.

I always thought of love
and different ways to show
this kind of feeling, to be close
with a particular girl
and that maybe
she too is suspecting

this kind of new suspecting
of female-only love
that it could work maybe
and let it show
to all the world, especially to this girl.
My mind feels so close

to this wanted reality that is about to close.
People are cruel and suspecting
of my affection for another girl
whom I want to love-
I am afraid to show
my true self, maybe

No, I should forget them, maybe
forget those who are close
to me and who show
me care without suspecting
any ill will and love
but hate for me to show the same to a girl.

I have decided that I am a girl
and am now feeling that maybe
I am in love
with a girl who is a close
friend, and I am suspecting
that our love will show.

Family is suspecting my love for a girl,
a girl that I am a close friend with and maybe
one day I could show my affection for.