on the floor

on the floor
on the couch
on the futon
on the bed
in lake michigan
on the beach
in the shade
in the sun
under a coastie, flying overhead
in the shower
in the bath
behind locked doors
behind unlocked doors
under blankets
on top of sheets
sweaty, achey, breathing heavy
half-clothed and writhing
laughing and crying
content and wanting
more more more
again again again

once more

why oh why oh why why why
does this keep happening?
and why oh why oh why
can i not stop
can't turn around
can't shut my mind off
i've been told to give up, to give in
but why oh why oh
no
i guess this is mine, now, too, again
and until then, my friend,
you're mine too.
assume responsibility, dear one.

time passes

i can't keep on
keeping on
like this here and now and there and where and when
then
yes it
it never made the best excuse
did it?

all i wanna do is kiss you all the time.

or maybe listen to norah jones with you. and giggle at your goofy smile.

standing in the way of control

really? i mean, really?!

and that's that.
i mean, that's what happened and maybe this is the way it will stay.
but maybe not.
(we both know it will happen again. and again. and again.)
my head is spinning.
like, really spinning. still.
i have no idea of what will happen next.

will anything happen?
we had a good thing there for a minute or so.
and then...well...that happened.
and maybe it will never happen again.

c'mere

I sit waiting shaking

Shivering like the first time you

Touched my face

Erase

A memory or two

Of you

getting there

Now more than ever

The weather

Gets me down.

But soon I’ll swoon

And wash my hair

My mermaid hair

In a lake in northern Michigan

And there are mysteries in store

When I get home

To you.