Full Moon
What do I do with all this energy?
I watch you sleep and think about
-smashing your face in,
or kissing you,
or maybe just putting my yellow earplugs
up your nose
-for laughs-
You are so crazy! (What about me???)
I just woke you up to remind you
about the water in the humidifier-
and you actually filled it up!
You asked me not to write on you any more
and I giggled in reply
I wish that I were ******* or fighting!
Everything else seems so ridiculous!!!
So meaningless
There is a slight buzzing in my ears,
The tension of this night is deafening
Even the baby, still unborn, feels it
He is as restless as I
While his father snores and I draw
Small lines on his neck with my pen…

Longing
Originates in the body,
Not the brain
Contrary to what the lab rats squeak
With their beady eyes and short vision

It is here, in the heart and belly
And just behind the eyes
At night, in the empty spoon of my back, hips and thighs
In the morning, it is an empty embrace

When too many alone days and nights have passed,
It lies deep and dormant in my womb
And brings tears of frustration
While left to my own devices
Longing

After Winter's thaw
Cellar smells creep up
Into the bedroom
Musty dank unsettled thoughts
Clutter our Spring celebration

I roll up my sleeves
Beseech you to do the same
First I, then you sift through the debris
The unwanted, abandoned misfit toys
A childhood of memories like shards
Destroys

Together, we pick them up
Look them over, passing back and forth
Now & then, you & me, here & now
What to salvage from this mess?
Can this ******* busted up goods
Wreck your gentle hands?