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. 
                                    
* 
Legato longings: 
wish for walnuts, wish for water, 
wish to exorcise this morning’s debauch— 
two Fauré nocturnes. 
                                    
* 
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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