Open Windows
A Contrapuntal
The heat here in Texas
is such to close the heart and the rain; let us shut
the windows and shirk our responsibilities
And let the coolness bargain our souls for whiskey and wine
pour out and sweat
on your lover’s skin and then memorize
cover your head out to the darkness; protecting the
collarbone with kisses lips that move towards open windows.
The Money Monster
SHUT UP, shut up,
Dear love.
You are talking about
WHAT, time again,
money, our finite relationship
Our resources,
Our bread, man, our BREAD
AND BUTTER.
And the other shoe
The dog ate
And threw up on the floor.
Dear love, come hug
Me and tell me I am beautiful,
Wipe my tears
Extend my credit
To new hands that
Can
The soul of
Your shoes.
Tender lover.
