Eeek Love
Eeek Love: Art and Poetry
(one pierced moment, whiter than the rest ~ e.e. cummings)
when we played hooky
on the first warm day in May
when we sang to Pure Prairie League
falling in and out of love
when he called me every night
on a walk from his wife
when we biked in tandem
on Mackinac Island
when we posed astonished
on the thin ice of taste
when he turned, pulled my hand
to cup his sleeping cock
I did not say this was
one man; remember
words for pierced: parted,
riven, broken, sundered, torn.
Mary Bast, Eeek Love