Take me Shopping, Girlfriend
Take me shopping, Girlfriend, because
I need to reclaim this part of myself
And I have loved the neutral tones long enough
When the sexiest thing I can think of is
Wearing a lover’s pants against my skin
Take me shopping girlfriend, because
My mother never knew how not to
Criticize the way a dress hung while
The intentions of male designers fondled me
With their psychic fingers and I gladly paid for
Their expensive rags with my own blood
Take me shopping, Girlfriend, because
This sporty dress is for pretending, not practical
Not real, but only a hint to look the business part
False pockets, sewn shut, tell me girls always carry
A purse, anyway, for makeup and other hidden things
Take me shopping, Girlfriend, because
Underwear upon my curves tell me that I should
Be sexy for a man, and not worry about my comfort
Push them up, round them out, squeeze it in
My God, I would rather run naked in the woods
Take me shopping, Girlfriend because those heels
Will shorten my calves and those toes will deform
Like my aunt’s who was a fashion queen in her days
With hideous toes over lapping upon themselves
And I would rather stretch my life larger than that
Take me shopping, Girlfriend, because the truth of it is
Once upon a Cosmogirl fairy time I bought the whole ball of wax
Wearing miniskirts with heels, and dangling blouses declaring
I was fair game, a pretty piece of ass, revealing everything but myself
When I thought I just had a high sense of fashionable expression
Take me shopping, Girlfriend, for loose and baggy and free
Something from another world, alive with color, alive with life
Take me shopping, Girlfriend, because it’s not really
That I don’t like Shopping.. I am just sensitive and weak
And I know it... Needing your strength, to exorcise the demons
When there is so much that clothes want to say to me
When Pharaohs Wake Up
When you were a woman and I was a man
I was a king among men and a God among Kings
And yet I knew nothing of love
For…
I thought little more of kissing your head
Getting clasped on the back by my buddies
And being congratulated on what
A good wife you’d make…
With the right lineage,
The right roundness of form,
And nice wide hips to give me
Many sons
When I went off to do my business
I never once thought of what
You must feel being left to wait
On my love
When you were a woman and I was a man
I owned your world, you were mine
It was unquestionable that you might
Even ask where I had spent the night
Yes me, a king among men
And A God among Kings
The one they all followed into battle
Lord among lords, Pharaoh most high
I would have argued that I treated
You gently, loved you well
Fed you exotic fruits
Times were different then…
That is what was expected of me
But you were a queen among fools
And I the biggest one to:
Not Have seen.
Not have known.
Not understood.
Until it was too late
Dear Friend of Sky and Light
It matters not the name you’re called
Nor does it matter how you paint yourself
In this world
Good, bad, ugly, beautiful
Loud, silent, soft hard
What does love care?
The form you choose
Dear Friend of Sky and Light
Your home is not this place
This land of sex and lies and
Hard cold truths
Deep lands within, within
Beyond farther than a mind can go
Where you are the one who knows all
I greet you
Dear Friend of Sky and Light
Wake up to yourself!
The wolf is in my bed
last night three of them came
rearranging my home
With their wildness
In fear, I called the warden,
"Get them out!"
but thought better of it
Now she's here, welcome
My breath stops
to mirror her
quietness
I feel her ears sprouting
from the top of my head
teaching my spine to stand
with confidence
And I know
without her
my wildness
dies
Three cubs run across the road
in Northern Minnesota
Birth of a Poem
There’s a poem swirling around my insides
Wanting to come out
But I can’t say a word no, not yet
Until it’s done its churning
Can’t tell you the words
That would just ruin it
Because it will just skitter away
And loose itself again in the depths
Of the woods, hiding under brown leaves
Like a wild mouse.
No, I just need to let it do its scurrying
Tickling my insides with its tiny feet
Until it is ready to come out
She
Wolf