Cyprinal Spreading Murmurs
I am you but outside of you and here right here in front of you.
You say this is all so very new to you Do I admit my newness? I wonder how caressing and touching and loving can be new
I am a woman and that seems reason enough are you that I?
Foreign to yourself?
My parts are different from the ones your use to different from the ones you know I’m more difficult
more difficult to please, to get to know
with all our many zones
They were mono
and all simply the same I still remember how simple it all use to be
now how simple and singular
I am here
vexed and frustrated and still right here in front of you
knowing that you do not know
it would be so easy if we had time, those days and days to figure it all out waiting
and would it really be easy I wonder at easiness
if I have ever wanted it maybe just once, now
our bodies are the same multiple and many zoned multiply and easiness might be nice in my wanting yes easiness might be nice
just this once
in this hereness.
(© 1999 published in OutWrite and Poetry in Performance #27)