Monday, July 28, 2008

Remote Control

This poem appears as "Remote" in the Spring 2008 issue of Illuminations.


Remote Control

“Put my wallet in your purse.” She slides
leather into silk. He knocks; they wait.
Voices greet them, one pulls her inside
away from his warm hand and her nape
chills. They drift, he to patio, she finding
friends. Later she watches. He sits handfast
in a quiet corner, index finger gliding
up and down, etching the beaded glass.
She nods and walks away, her body sheathed
in red shadows. Waiting, she feels his breath
first, then a hot palm. Her skin heats
beneath his pulse, his fingers a tether
that stretches across three hours and four
rooms, a leather stitched promise of more.

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