VERSTORY
(These poems have all been posted elsewhere on the internet, years ago, but I decided to string some together to partly tell a story.)
I had dated Jackie David perhaps a half-dozen times before we went dancing. Xxnx I sent her an e-mail as the last thing on Sunday night:
A Diamond in the Mud
You seemed a quiet, peaceful meek someone
The kind who hardly makes a ripple in
The sea of life, a bookish girl who waits
To marry to a quiet timid man and then
Have quiet timid children, or perhaps
Remain unmarried. On Wednesday there was this:
. Let me caress your hidden secret parts
And turn them to a soft and lovely patch
That my hard spade can dig with loving arts. We haven’t gone as far as you might like,
Or as I sometimes wish that we had done.
