finally

finally
·
radiant in the heat
of the moment the
pleasant pressure of her
atmosphere & aware
the lateness of the
hour & every other
measure she weighs
against the center
waits watches as
the imbalance slips
silent by yes &
on beyond doubts
& settles into
impatience
&
she sighs,
finally
yes, oh
yes, not
yet, but
yes.
·
next morning
the mind & hands
prepare the body,
make it clean & dizzy,
obsessed & soft, almost,
not quite;
·
she takes
the intricate &
extreme liberties
minimally necessary
& chooses among them as if
they were gifts, giddy & ready
·
& the last lingering fretful
practical ethical logical
momentum against this
collides violently with
the urgency which
weaves away
unscathed
scattering excuses like
you woudn’t believe

·
·
she tosses a dazzling
glance backwards just as
your eyes lose her
entirely
·
know you
never knew her
·
& nothing further
·

~me (09.23.2003)

written sometime during the past three years (as evidenced by the coffeebean paper it was written on, my only clue) and revised a few nights ago in what turned out to be an entirely different direction.

oddly enough i chose to squirrel it away over at liz�, which was (if this makes any sense at all) an act of selfishness. which makes me really full of myself doesn’t it? it does.