Night Surfing

You like night surfing driving ducatis 911 carreras and working 15 hours in a row Thrill seeker lover of flesh hot-blooded man no one can impress except me because I already have everything I need and because the things you love scare me I am unbendable now You ask if poetry is dead Your questions linger in my head You are a good question asker Effervescent like my father But I protect myself now as if I were my daughtеr I’m no lamb to the slaughter I can no longer faltеr Cannot trick my heart to see you as a seed to water But you’re joyous and an expert in drawing dreams out of dirt on the coast of Malibu to the secret place you took me to that only had an outside loo Nothing for miles but baby blue You’re macho and you’re fragile Egoic, fit and agile from all the night surfing (which vexed me) But I can’t explain why that’s sexy