I'd marry you in two.
And the other?
That life over there at Starbucks,
sitting alone, writing -- a memoir,
maybe a novel or this poem.
maybe a novel or this poem.
No kids, probably,
a small apartment with a view of the river,
and books -- lots of books and time to read.
Friends to laugh with;
a small apartment with a view of the river,
and books -- lots of books and time to read.
Friends to laugh with;
a man sometimes,
for a weekend,
for a weekend,
to remember what skin feels like when it's alive.
I'm thinner in that life, vegan, practice yoga.
I go to art films, farmers markets,
drink martinis in swingy skirts and big jewelry.
I vacation on the Maine coast
drink martinis in swingy skirts and big jewelry.
I vacation on the Maine coast
and wear a flannel shirt
weekend guy left behind,
weekend guy left behind,
loving the smell of sweat
and aftershave more than I do him.
and aftershave more than I do him.
I walk the beach at sunrise,
find perfect shell spirals
and study pockmarks water makes in sand.
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