come on down to the Mermaid Cafe

                                 Eve’s Fountain


criss crossing limbs while tasting from the depths of your desire
thank you for your kiss
                           your touch upon my skin
		the fingers                              within
awakening passion
                                         not dormant             but forgotten
i thank you for letting me taste from your fountain
and creating a circle 
                                           of two 
an A-frame can hold us
                                                but not our desire
                              as limbs criss cross
               and fingers and tongues find ways
to bring moans and throbs and cyclones to reality
it's been a minute since i've had a woman's touch
                  a minute since i've served eve
                      (in ways that  adam never could)
and i'm riding waves of a cyclone
air twisting me 
                               this way and that
criss crossing limbs while i say
thank you for worshiping  
                      (with me)

			RETREAT

what about when you don't fit
when you feel like you don't
         BELONG
i used my blue crutches
and hobbled my way around
the trolley only working odd hours
missing late nights
         early mornings
         and in-between meets and classes
this retreat was not for me
        INCLUSION
         they scream from the rooftops
         but they left out me and my friends
         they left out       
                                        me
so i rode the u-haul  rides up and down the hill
        skipping things i wanted to go to
         because i had to rest not hobble
         i had to rest not break
         because inclusion is for so many
         but at this retreat
         in this community
         inclusion doesn't count                         
 me
		it broke
and saying, simply, “i hear you” 
	isn’t enough
		ACTIONS speak 
		words whisper
here i am post coital from the retreat
	a sad sack sore lump of human
		glad to be home
		happy to be gone
	

this year i’m only bordering mad
	next year i’m gonna be pissed