another slow work day

She Winked As She Floated By

Languid membranes waltz to an unknown rhythm
Wave like silken ribbons, like waving hands or like
gravity, waving low and slow across time.

Waltz for a moment without touching, but feeling
Looking into the black depths of one another
Across the non-distance of thought, undulating

Come together in ekpyrotic orgasm
Spewing out energy, mass, love, hate, life, wonder.

(no subject)

Another failed test -
I've always been embarrassingly naive,
and the judgment thing, yeah.
But I thought that perhaps it was you
or maybe the other fellow.
Who else would care?
So I took the chance
and got slapped for it.
You'd think that enough slaps
would do it.

I'm living proof that older
isn't always wiser,
and that remuneration is
never enough.
Some things you can't pay back.

But the words are mine,
you gave them to me,
and even if they aren't true now,
they were.
I've done the one thing you asked,
but the other,
No, I'm sorry.