"Upon Returning, I Can't Believe This World is Still Turning."
Children still eagerly await approval
though showing it in their own way.
Birds still talk across ponds about
who's got the biggest worm.
This place where frightened raccoons
perform satanic rituals in the snow
and squirrels call in seance
their lost brothers of the road.
"Mystery and Sex"
Are you the the type of gentleman
who finds himself fighting off complex sexual urges
or opening your mind to them like an opportunity?
Is it your shame or your pride?
Do you give yourself the benefit of the doubt?
Are there men who make you feel that skin-crawl giddiness
and does it make you love anyone any less?
Does the love of your life feel that tickled-pink butterfly belly
for other women?
Who taught who how to fuck and in what way?