long ago male was "they"
the surge was older and threatening
now I meet it
now I batter it with abandon
now I know everything and miss the ignorance
now I taste your mother
on your neck
maybe I taste myself
I'm drowning in three feet of water
wishing for the ocean
so clumsy
somebody is using somebody
the two-headed creature says to itself
one of us is an asshole
must be god
what a funny idea
all waving at each other from the wrong place
with our sicknesses intact
I still have the power
to say no
I just lost the desire
everything I desire is inevitable
as long as it's fleeting
Melissa Ray, 1997