Inhabitants of Space
you inhabit your space
without you
there is just a chair
with you —
breaking wind
yes, he is funny
and inhabits hosts
If I was so-and-so I’d tell him
a thing or two
you try to ignore me
but I take up space too
and you find me
in your neighborhood
if not my perfume
nor my black flannel p.j.’s with stars
nor my flapping lips
what are you looking for
yes, my stance
right in front of your four eyes
i remove your glasses
and mine
so we can examine each other
up close
i press in
where the boudoir door closes behind us
and you find familiar territory
later we sit in our living space
and you trace my smile
for i’ve made you remember
that we are separated
only by warm air
nothing more
1/13/2021
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