For Petal Pie and Louise.*

My alarm is a piece of music that
Reminds me of when I awoke
With my mouth on a woman's

Naked shoulder, last.
I've found the right song to differ
Night from day.

I'll start there and
Run with anything, smiling.  
I've been serious enough.

So begins my day. There is no
Garment between my bed and
My bathroom. If the night

Was warm, I'll glimmer like a
Twillit vampire (a thousand diamonds...)
If it was not, I move through the room

Like your regular, hairy
Neanderthal.
I walk showerwards as I walked

Into this world. Without
All. The mirror says: "You could
Have lifted more," while also

Saying: "...many have lifted
Less..." I care less for that  
Than warm water bringing every

Pore of my body from
"I am an unrideable horse," to
"This is my machine. This is my

Only vessel. I will row this ship
Like I row towards the only star
I care to maneuver to;

Shining as such: It is a woman's
World. It wants you; like flowers  
Want water."

Thank you. I know that guy in the
Mirror. He's been gone for
A while.