SELF PORTRAIT AS A VERY GOOD DAY
Behind dark glasses I am enormously present
wading in a pool of flickering light
algal at the edges
like a sick green dream of California
where dragonflies dip and skim
the surface of the lightly poisoned water
some of them
coupling on the fly
as if sex wasn’t already awkward
when I fuck I hardly levitate at all
and when I dive
beneath the water
I want to be detached
from the searing world above but how
does one stop caring
when there are so many
voices calling
where are you where are you
come up there are snacks
so I swim back
to frozen grapes and lemonade
to the teenaged boys strolling by
with fishing poles and bait
while the young girls spin
on tire swings and scream to go faster
as if there was some shortage in the world
of speed or disaster
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