Your Name by Eileen Myles

Your Name

It’s very hard

to hunt

from indoors

I’ll say that for

you. And         

text is

at best

an attenuated

warning

sound has

a range

of many desires

not just map.

I subscribe

to the grandpa

bunny bunny school

of theory

I mean genesis

to write

is a form

of accounting

& approximate

promise

in the sunny

mouth of

time. A horny

bet. Or else

hunters

lolling around the fire

what did you

get. How can

we avoid it.

This “making

a speech.” Long limbed

& maybe

in July. Aren’t

we lucky to have

captured each

other in this

hideous neon light.