Like Eggs

Be not surprised one day to find
elephants and whales swimming in pods
playing together in the same blue pond.

Whales and elephants are wonderfully big,
warm-blooded creatures, generally considerate
to them of their size.

On another note, don't be puzzled
that I of your gender, am by you so enthused
I confess you herewith my conditional surrender.

Still, let us be clear that in love's addenum,
lust need not follow like flapping tails
fag onto kites.

Let's you and I, be us like eggs, each in her yolk.
If cooked, sunny-side up but heaven forbid never scrambled
that none could tell where one begins and the other ends.

Last Night Dreaming

Never again shall you hear me beg for mercy

not in cyber sonar, not in three dimensions

I'll make no utterance to make you giddy

I'm  so on the way to liberation
I no longer see you as temptation
       except to want to beat
the living daylights out of you.

He Didn't Fib, You know The Rest

At times I feel guilty
that I'm a woman of leisure,
and do damn little to better the world,

except drive with care,
be peaceful and go for happy
even when I'm raging mad.

Should I feel guilty? I think not!
Though I'm far from pretty
I know to lay low and fib smart

Clowning with Lipstick

The carpet white
The furniture plush and egg
Down the spiral staircase she descends
in shimmering trembling negligee

The only white not of her
her blushed nipples her engine lipstick

She takes to theatre her little ladder
to do the little morning garden
Shears sharp and silver her idiomatic
She nips the hanging ivy.

Asphalt and Raindrops

Horn blower, thou art, key note poet
Street and town names change, always do
Keepsakes clutch secrets close to the womb

I  jazz quartets
I  portrait strokes in smoky quarters
I tinge binges

Hudson River rains on me once more
Asphalt is my tongue
Teardrops run the gutter

The More Civilized

The more civilized a nation, the more
women have a say in its governance.

Time Fabric

Were all things known
there'd be no reason, no excuse
to call any event an accident.

In weaves of any stripe, each thread measured,
already counted, their ties and strengths pre-qualified
who'd be no surprise that a given curtain rips?