I Moan

I could gasp
Breath taken away by how much I love you;
The way you love me.
But I’ll probably moan about it instead,
Reliving you as you
Come inside my head.


‘To You’ by Kenneth Koch

I love you as a sheriff searches for a walnut
That will solve a murder case unsolved for years
Because the murderer left it in the snow beside a window
Through which he saw her head, connecting with
Her shoulders by a neck, and laid a red
Roof in her heart. For this we live a thousand years;
For this we love, and we live because we love, we are not
Inside a bottle, thank goodness! I love you as a
Kid searches for a goat; I am crazier than shirttails
In the wind, when you’re near, a wind that blows from
The big blue sea, so shiny so deep and so unlike us;
I think I am bicycling across an Africa of green and white fields
Always, to be near you, even in my heart
When I’m awake, which swims, and also I believe that you
Are trustworthy as the sidewalk which leads me to
The place where I again think of you, a new
Harmony of thoughts! I love you as the sunlight leads the prow
Of a ship which sails
From Hartford to Miami, and I love you
Best at dawn, when even before I am awake the sun
Receives me in the questions which you always pose.

Love, Bites


Oh little horsefly,
Summer lover of skin,
Your bites they can wound me,
But please, dig right in.

Feast while you can love,
While attraction remains,
My heart and my blood
Are reward for your pains.

Have all that you want,
Then vanish from sight,
Fly away quickly,
Until some other night

And these love bites, I’ll keep them
Though they hurt and are sore.
Your bites, they go deep dear;
Give me some more.

Shelf Stacker, Part Time



Part time job wanted.
A couple of hours on a Tuesday,
Say 5 – 7?
Payment not necessary
I’m happy to volunteer
Just for the experience, of course,
And the company…
I could work front of house?
Perhaps I’m better suited behind the scenes
Where I can get my hands dirty,
Work really hard for you,
Stacking your empty shelves with tins of love,
Making tea,
Being me.
Who knows?
Just don’t ask for references;
Try me out instead.
Call me up,
See what I have to offer?