a poem by me in 2005

[_____geisha]

Like an overwhelming sound
Or weight
Or gesture
You walked into the room.
Like the way
you used to say
That my nature was slower than yours.
Now, my nature is simply more natural.
Like how I am the one
who rests her head at night
In that house
where we used to build furniture
made of books.
Like the teacher we followed,
the one who said
My writing is raw.
Raw means inflamed,
Inflamed means outrageous,
Outrageous means
Great.