for Charlene...
MEMORY
Instead, I’ll feel your breath on my chest
And like a blindman
Memorize every line.
-- Ocean Beach, 1979
ACCOMPLICE
Love your neck, nipples, mouth on rising.
Roaming inclines suspended.
-- La Mesa, 1980
FLEETING GLIMPSE
Wounded wheels
Cut the night long.
Dilapidated taxi’s mirrored eyes –
I fantasize you there
My fingers warm
Exciting you.
$19 this side of poor
I touch myself
Dreaming of your skin in my mouth
And I pull my hair
The way that you do.
--San Diego, 1980
OPEN WINDOW
I dampen her
sleeping body, watching it dry
and the blood flows on beneath her skin.
-- Ocean Beach, late 70s
AFTERGLOW
Not the whirrrr of leaves and branches
But the kind of sound kids make with their lips
To overdramatize wind.
Sounds like people rolling over and over
On clean sheets.
-- San Diego 1979
ONCE IN A BLUE MOON SPECIALS AT EVERYDAY LOW PRICES
Glistening leaves fall from her
Snowflakes my beard. Some not-so-mirage
Trembles under her skin. The taste of her pleasure
Brings us together. I dress hurridly to stand in line
Behind 3 pre-law students trying to beat the bar.
(in the aisles I felt her stickiness, her breath, her quivering
on my face. Standing in front of the bread I wanted to rip open
a loaf of “Regular Wonder”, sponge my face
gulp it down, sending her deep into me...)
a woman glides in for yogurt
dressed to kill, long legs and fine form
slipped into a dress that turns the eyes of shoppers,
boxboys, needles, potatoes and hurricanes
trapped in Drano bottles. I smile at the hour-old sweat
drying on my legs and the lacy sounds of movements echoing on my tongue.
(a block away sits a warmth that beats this walking pulse to death,
a touch that withers this flowered breast, a smile that screams, “More”)
-- Ocean Beach, 1979
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