--I ONLY BLINKED MY EYES

      Housekeeping

What if

we never 

have sex

but just

cuddle instead?

I know, 

"but" before "cuddle"

and after "sex"

sounds like 

a compromise

or like

you're getting 

something less

than a bargain,

definitely not

a steal.

For my money,

I'd just like

to smell

your skin,

the citrus

and cinnamon

notes

hidden in

your pores.

Maybe I'll

memorize everything,

map it,

nudge or

fold it

into me

like a 

perfumed letter

in an envelope

intended to be

opened at

a later date.

"Hey, Housekeeping

give us 

a moment,

please?" 

So yeah,

see that

frustrated spider

on the ceiling,

unsure of

where to 

stitch next?

Aren't you

glad

we don't 

have that

problem with

time and industry,

uncertainty?

Shut up,

Silly Goose.

Don't answer.

Just kiss me

again

with your

eyes unsteady

but wide oopen.

For a few

savage moments,

let's pretend

the world's

unfucked,

that we 

were here first,

back before

Darwin

The Great Wall

or Jesus

when

doves wove

the very

first 

set of sheets,

the ones

we're writhing on

right now.