Seldom a great thought between them
their heads are empty
like bowling balls with three holes.
Ambition gets in their way
Their heads roll
as if notarizing signatures
with dull physiognomies.
I would rather watch
a bitch in black. She walks like a tigress
in spandex. I need to become a tiger too
to catch her tail
Why didn’t they teach me this in school?
All the useless classes
and my game is stranger than fiction
as I write this down.
“I need to have more courage,” I tell my mother.
“You have plenty of that,” she said. “Too much.”
“But I haven’t talked to any of these women…”
“I know…I know, but I just want to talk to them all. They’re so interesting!”
Time is torturing me with her laughter
I want to explore the female
to understand her love of books
as she crosses her legs
in the bookstore.
My 70-year-old parents give me advice
It probably didn’t work in the 70s.
The basic needs of man
eat away at his mind, his stomach, his…
“You need to love a woman for more than her beauty,” my mother said.
The thing is
women are beautiful,
and they walk around, in plain sight.
Most beautiful things
Women are a mystery.
When they grow old,
what happens to their story?
I want to know that
to memorize it,
so she is in my heart