" Entertaining Possibilities

"Why sometimes I've believed as many as
six impossible things before breakfast."
- The Queen of Hearts,
Alice in Wonderland

riding bareback
on a triceratops
through green galaxies
while you ride beside me
on your favorite mastodon

running a finger
over those I love
and like a highlighter pen
turning them neon
noting them forever
so I can return to them
easily
when I need them

thinking something good
can come
of "ethnic cleansing"

swimming in an ocean
deep and wet enough
to fill the eternity
of love
between these two
sheets

walking into the vowels
of a word like open
and becoming it

locking away
Pandora's box
putting evil back
in its place for good
and swallowing the key

lighting myself
with a single match
then watching me melt
warm and liquid
over your body
cooling gently
in the shape of you

sitting flat
in round anticipation
I will be page 233 in the book
that you have just opened
and I will chew on each delicious moment
of every turn
as you move
page by page
closer
to me

stowing away
in your pillowcase
and sailing your dreams
so that when you are sent to walk the plank
I can catch you
together we can be
the mutiny
on any bounty

letting my best ideas ripen
beside yours
on the vine
then stomping it all juicy
between toes
yours and mine
aging
then bottling it all
till the sun falls
and we uncork
our store
one by one
and drink
forever in the twilight

planting a memory
watering the spot
watching it grow
tall, tender, familiar,
then putting my ear
to its blossom
and hearing
my grandmother's voice
tell me
again
that I can be both the gift
and the giver "

― , On the Eighth Day Adam Slept Alone: New Poems