Dec 24, 2006 00:07
Being just five years younger--
or was it just five years less overbooked?
kissed me with such careless intensity,
an always-urge for a menacing gamble
that my flippant temper dared set all my cards on the table
but oh god, the thrill of being torn into, looked into,
the thrust of empty tactility
that neither lifted me nor left me languid
is, though laughably, something I'd like
to see again
in the unimaginative fullness of time