Wednesday, October 17, 2007

SEX (now that I have your attention)

Someone recently called me an all-around good girl. So here's my little poem about sex . . . .

Like Breathing

The going down inflated her to the hopeful bursting
with the unison of their animated transaction

the throats belched out shooting stars like
winning lottery tickets raining from the ceiling

there was a secret bouncing from between sticky surfaces
wallowing in silent places, reassembling them

as milkweed for the caterpillar or oxygen after a severed cord
there was nothing left to do but breathe

1 comment:

Erin O'Brien said...


I think it's getting hot in here ... And I stand corrected (or at least redefined) The good girl Diane I referenced in this post clearly has an alter ego!