Friday, May 08, 2009

Malady #1




You say she must not speak,

like the women of her ancestors,

must yield completely to you

and to your will,

be entirely submissive like peasant women

in the barns after the harvest 

when they're exhausted

and let the men come to them

while they're asleep.


Then one night she does. She speaks.

She asks if she's managing to make your body less lonely.

You say you can't really understand the word

as applied to you.

That you can't distinguish between 

thinking you're lonely

and actually becoming lonely.