Female Masculinity
Two guys sucking each other in the steam room
didn’t want anything
to do with me, evidently—
I left them to their comedy.
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Legato longings:
wish for walnuts, wish for water,
wish to exorcise this morning’s debauch—
two Fauré nocturnes.
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In slow motion
Steve tussled with a motorcycle
trying to run me over
on the boulevard of moon smut
splicing together bridges
and lagoons, like the bride
of Frankenstein rushing
to overtake the inert
Real, a mass
of facts, some conjugal,
some comic—
contrapuntal tenebrae!
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