Stop resenting me
For the way I shop
The things I do
To make sure
My  food is fresh

I confess I feel blueberries
In my fingers
To make sure they are firm
Not too ripe

I confess I shake
Cans of spaghetti and ravioli
So that I know
The sauce is not
Congealed

I confess I pull  frozen waffles
From the back of the freezer
Less likely that they thawed
And refroze into
Oddball shapes

I confess I smell trout
Before I buy it
Placing it against my nose
In the most unabashed
Way

Spare me your hate
About my consumer habits
When I know it has nothing to do with
Food

As long as I bring you warm release
In the darkness of your desires
Pull your tangled hair the way
You like
Bite your darting tongue
In mad hunger
Deep appetite

As long as I reawaken the
Woman
Primal animal hidden
Within
Turn your heat into a river
For a long passionate
Swim

As long as I attend quickly to your
Every ***** command
The craving of your ******
Insatiable
Demand

Then  I can squeeze french bread
In quiet and peace
I can sniff cantaloupes
Without suffering ire
Or grief

I’ll take you tonight
In that filthy way
You like

Until then

Leave me alone

I’m shopping.

Icicles that hang from your heart
From when my kisses melted the snow
Inside your head
Which then dripped
down
and then
refroze
when I
fled
In fear
From your Spring
Because I too
am a creature of Ice
and you were starting
to thaw me

It is going to get hot, no it is getting cold. There will be massive flooding, no the polar caps have refroze. The science says this, no the science says that. We went 10 years without a major storm, how do you explain that? It is dry over here and it is wet over there. We have been told the sky is falling so many times, that no one really cares. So can you tell me what the weather is going to be today? At least give me that so I will know what to wear. Can you even tell me if the sun is out somewhere?