Kissing My Elbows

With you sitting in my lap, watching my fingers speak sentences

Staring up into my eyes, I wonder what you see

You pose for me and I think you are beautiful

We sleep all day, you wedged in every new space my body bends

I tell you I love you and you purr and breathe heavy

Kissing my elbows and fingertips

I make a space for you and you destroy my game of solitaire

So I kiss you and your whiskers tickle my cheek

You investigate my room with curiousity and disregard

Making toys of my slips

Or you wait by my feet, content to be near me

and I to you

Stranded

Jealousy and Opposition introduce themselves on a street corner
Jealousy says, “I want to be you.”
Opposition replies “I think it is wrong that you aren't me.”

Sounds like the same song when the taxi drives by

Opposition notices the darkness that surrounds the Vacant
Opposition is the first to ask more,
“So what do you think? Am I right or are you wrong?”

Jealousy always has the same reply,
“Just seems to me that you always have more…”

Another taxi drives by
another
then another

Vacant
Vacant
Vacant

Opposition curses the brightness that surrounds the Vacant
Opposition is appalled,
"Why won't they stop for me?"

Jealousy is as green as the other side but sensitive
"Because fare is fair."

Little Girl

I took off my panties and threw them into the corner

the panties I had since high school

the trash can was a recent purchase

My patio was hot that summer and I was wearing a strapless dress

My inner thighs were sweating, touching each other

A universe of boys whose names began with letters of the alphabet

and a universe of girls who answered to Kara Bibb

were sitting with me and I couldn't sit still

So I stripped myself of the thing that was nearest to me

Laugh Lines

Gathering around our mouths and eyelids

curiousity etched lines into our foreheads

Quiet gestures of affection