Monday, February 28, 2011

a woman in sexology

for her
the research is puzzling
a cipher
the mind and body uncoupled
independent
she can think herself into
she desires the intimacy of
strangers excite
or unmoved she remands herself to

is she insulate or imperative?
certainly no stunned vessel
or starched handmaiden

she does not wait.

for her
the erosion of stones
the healing of wounds
the rise and ebb of arousal
is
is
as water running seaward
a primately cursive
indelible
animism