I didn't know I was writing a sequence obviously,
until it was very long.
But eventually I did and I could look back and discover that one
of the poems was the first.
So, this is the first.
It's called "I Adore You," parentheses 1960.
And I read it mostly for the music.
What to include, I borrowed money from you.
Rubber bands, like a rubber band space in your bed,
we banded together.
Turned out forever.
Lust piece collar and elastic, I'm
glad I was up to participate.
I took time off from work, wife on the way out, took to you
candy.
Flowers, bittersweet grounds, for mid-morning Mexican divorce
stemming, adultery from living conditions
improved because receptive to my advances.
And all those pastoral teetering sheep.
When the wooden lover stubs his badly extended heart wanting
mother.
Not us.
Though my father was just dead, mother thought you an angel.
Down from heaven, up for grabs.
If you think you hear a bad joke in these,
you've heard it, believe me.