Wednesday, March 06, 2013

mdccclii

Who’s Winning?

Where’s the word I got from his
very offensive email?  I found it
in the sanctuary of right answers.
Like heaven, lighting equipment
is not a roman numeral.  But I am
a super-sleuth.

                         He shares this with me
like breaking legs, breathing on all fours.
I want to unbutton but step back instead.
The announcer steps back.  Am I this
out of touch?

True stories are like not owning up to
who we are.  There is no such thing as
a light touch.  We are barreling down
the hill, stepping on hot dogs
and tamales.  And later, we
vacuum and tuck each other
deep within.