within reach

bridges stretch tight high enough a woman could leap. automobiles ride steady fast enough a woman careens. missles bolted silently clever enough that a woman ceased.

don't loiter at the temple (september 2007)

it's been a blast

but cuddle parties give me the creeps

and i'm spilling wine all over the rug.

when it dries it turns.

it stinks 

like a trashy punk dive.

but just so you know:

i screw like a big cat

sweat like a man

and walk like a lady.

i got volcanoes in my thighs

a banshee at my mouth

and jackals sniff the tomb of souls

i hide behind my belly 

on a river of fire.

whosoever reads hieroglyph

(an emperor or a dove)

may glimpse 

the fair lily of the Nile.

goodnight ladies

goodnight ladies

sadly

i must retire.