WomenGirls

And I’m sitting here 
with four generations of
women and as surprising
as to me being
a man they appear
to be just girls
girls talking about girls
things painting their nails
and hairstyles and dresses
I don’t think that
I can describe just
how cute and beautiful
they all really are

Again

So I met someone 
again someone always again
someone asked when will
you have someone again
lol that’s what I
always have I chortled
I have again someone’s
they migrate they come
and they go these
again someone’s like the
circus they set up
tents and entertain and
ooo and ahh and
again they go with
the frequency of the
seasons it’s always someone
again and again again

Starting

And then it starts
it starts again the
start always does start
at least it starts
It starts like a
cold January motor grinding
and growling like a
drunken giant righting himself
like an engine with
water in its lines
sputtering and spewing and
puffing and finally choking
sending clouds of white
skyward only to evaporate
It always starts like
this starting like this
and ending like that
too just like that

Nightmare

It is very early 
and once again awakened
by what is missing
As I lay down
I’m happy being alone
in my bed but
then dreams awaken me
making me wish that
someone was with me
someone else would awaken
and ask what’s wrong
but no one’s here
and I go from
one nightmare into another

LoveSex

I love love I
love loving and now
at this late stage
I have finally learned
that love is not
an expression sex is
an expression love is
That’s all that love
is Love is So
before you run out
to have sex in
order to find love
remember that sex is
an expression of something
else it’s always an
expression of something else