From "Five Urban Love Songs"
II. San Francisco
Pierced tongue. Do-it-yourself lisp.
What is this? Penitence? Native wisdom?
Mutilation? or signal: I'll do anything.
Was it a dare? or a careful plan? Did it sting
or acheand does the food get caught
and should such a person work in a restaurant?
Customers' stomachs can turnor does desire
turn to herto wishto feel the fire
glide over the silver (or is it gold?) pin?
And you, my darling, with your end-
less speculation: Is heis shegay?
Does he or she want youor meor either way?
Why do you need to know? I am here.
This is my body; eat. Unwrap. Disappear.
The Laws of Falling Bodies, Story Line Press, 1997.