The drag
of appearance
Like your hand
in the sea
But your eyes
swaying me
I think of her
homeless & drunk
dog & manboy
eyes for a sunrise
She recognized me
and I was naked, suddenly
“Those eyes are hard to come by these days”
she says
“No, I’m not religious.”
I reply
“Smart.”
she says
“She’s just drunk, don’t mind”
he quips
too late though
she saw through me
in
broad
daylight.
That day I performed the stranger
to the sea
& Oh, how she loved me
for that
In drag, your love
is heavy
like star light
in gravity
Late on the uptake—
forgive me for
my curves
are blinding
I am the imprint and
imprinted upon
Forgive me my name
and my heat
My friction
and my teeth
I get carried away
you carrier of me
word and you stake
I love and I hate
like babies in bathwater
Throw me not
from your gaze
Do not be ignorant of me
I am mother and I am daughter
and the flower come bee
But who are we to one another
you who fear me
Hidden, hiding away
for your gaze,
petrifying
I am the hand in your choices
& I too am,
listening.
