Sleeping Alone

Involved in a quiet love affair with one's self

The soft air

pumps quickly into my still body.

My tongue breathes in and out,

in and out --

while my legs, sticky red licorice,

share in the mystery

of nature.

-Laurie Singer

My bed grows

Every night since you left. Last night

I was lost in it for hours. Tonight

I'll tie a lifeline

To the headboard.

Reclaiming the bed

We once shared,

I spread my body out,

A.

B.

Stretch my fingertips, extend my toes, expand my

ribcage till I cover

the bed like a quilt.

It was not difficult.

I am bigger than I thought.

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-Theresa A. O'Grady

AUDITIONS

Will you audition NO

Tomorrow at eight No

It's all about sex So?

The poet Says no

The poet Says so

The poet Says I

The poet Eyes me

Up and down The poet pretends To eye my eyes

As he eyes me Down

Come

If you can

I'm holding auditions

For sex at six

At six for sex For six

At sex

Come come

If you can

I'm producer Director and Leading man

No no

I will not come

I said

No no

I will not come to bed

No I need

No auditions

I have my partners in passion, They're already in my production

I have my partners in passion,

They're already in my play

.. Jan Loreta

page 6/What She Wants/July, 1977