Poetics
by Steve
Lester
Three Body
Problem
Anyone
who knows a little physics
can
calculate the gravitational force
between
two readily observable bodies.
Two
masses moving together trace
ellipses
in the sky, a fluid firmament
of
my hips and your downward dog.
The
three-body problem is much more
difficult
to solve. It seems like a good
idea
at first, but the dynamical systems
quickly
lapse into chaos. Be it
your
friend
or mine that joins the foray,
the
forces of attraction that arise
cannot
be resolved with differential
equations,
never mind our genitalia.
The
Legend of Zelda
When
we first got to know
one
another, you were
Priapus,
ready to ravage
at
a raise of my brow.
Now
your prick reminds me
of
a Nintendo cartridge.
I
keep having to blow it
to
try to make it work.
This
One Aught to Be Up Your Alley
Bowling
is to cunnilingus
as
the head
pin
is to the clit:
it’s
certainly possible
to
roll a strike
without
hitting it,
just
not very likely.
Love
in the Time of SARS
Lugubrious
lips, pouting
pink
bright and bursting
with
pathogens waging
jihad,
flaying flesh
from
host to hostess,
but
none so gracious:
now
that you’re afflicted
I’ve
never so badly needed
to
grab you and kiss you
in
full, licking the blades
of
your labia in defiance
of
disease, demonstrating
the
difference between
the
infected and the sick.
© 2005 Steve Lester
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