together

Get me drunk on Easter Friday
Get me drunk til noon
spark up some casserole
let's make it through

the wild notion of the way we move
tastes well enough to be in the mood
not a time to brood
together,  inside, the way we move

a sip from the bottle
homemade tea
enough to make biscuits
for a prowling feline like me

and you love it when i beg
and when i cus
and when i slur
you love it when i'm at my worst
and your beginning
and i purr

is it wrong to give what we both need
a mess in the bed
a mess on the floor
a mess on the kitchen counter
and maybe more

no kids to worry about
no fray of the hair
just one and two, together
naked, subconsciously confused

it feels like before
but only now once a week
to express our peak
when did....
when did...
when did time grab a hold of us and make us meek.

as he puts down the bottle of wine
and I stand up sweating
still drunk
when did our time together evaporate
when all we ever needed was a dialogue of time and space

after this cigarette and the next
we find comfort in knowing
we the ashamed few, we look at each other
and all i see is you, us, ruined in books and chapters and footnotes

all you care about is your book
i'm writing one too
it's about you and me
and about us too
when and where and what we did

and your books about some goddess
that I can't even compete
her hair so silky, her mouth so touching
do you think of her when you fuck me?

Maybe you are and maybe you're not
but stay faithful and close
for I can't linger on
our baby is our art

don't let it tear us apart.