Reliving
Riding my ten speed bicycle
On the hills of Monterey Park
Like surfing, all that curvy leaning
Flowing with the wind rushing
Over tee shirt, arms, shorts and legs
View from the high dive
At the public park plunge
Then I knife the water
Feel bubbles flow past me
In the turquoise under sky
Waking to bars of light
Through dancing blinds
Slide window open even more
Unseeable air fills the room
Refreshing my face and body
Shaking out cereal for breakfast
Pouring carton milk into plastic bowl
Scooping spoons of flakes
Sterling silver in my mouth
Lumpy river falls down my throat
Driving on the highway
Surrounded by flat chapparal
In the middle of the state
Sunrise on the hilly horizon
Yessongs provide the soundtrack
Carrying her up the stairs
Laying her on the bed
Gazing for the first time upon
Her naked flesh in person
As I undress my future wife
Watching a small wet head
Covered in mucous and blood
Emerge from hairy opening
Gently crying—it’s a boy
As he pees on the delivering doctor
Raphael’s Laxshmi seduces
From a portable CD player
While ponytailed lover lowers
Her tongue encircling my penis
In a room of the massage parlor
Finally losing the snaggletooth
That has been wobbling for months
Drinking vigorously a glass of milk
Sudden space where it used to be
Gulp!
Restaurant French toast, orange juice
Tommy’s chili, thick hot Belly Buster fries
Fosselman’s mint chocolate chip shake
Chunky chocolate chip cookies
Watermelon, cantaloupe, honeydew
In my own rented bathroom
Taking another comforting shit
After a meal, sensing the moist
Brown tuber taper into porcelain
Wiping, flushing the pile away
Kissing soft lips in our office
Sitting in black pleather chairs
Before an unfolded folding table
Laptops resting atop lighted
With colorful internet programs
