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