Today I apologized to a man
Impatient for his stubble beard
To more fully appear on his brutal face.Yesterday we whacked each other good.
He frightens me with his oedipal mantra
And the relentless drive of a gnawing rat.Still, there was no call to tell him
He was loathsome in the distant eyes of the many
And the closer view of the precious few.Tonight, though, tonight, there will be
A freshening bath in the open air
And the parted thighs of Yevgeniya.Tonight, following a sunset like
Dripping honey will be heard
A call to adventure to buzz your inner ear.Tonight there will be explosions
To make the body quiver
In a dark that plans to stay a while.2003