may i feel said he
(i’ll squeal said she
just once said he)
it’s fun said she

(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she

(let’s go said he
not too far said she
what’s too far said he
where you are said she)

may I stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she

may I move said he
is it love said she)
if you’re willing said he
(but you’re killing said she

but it’s life said he
but your wife said she
now said he)
ow said she

(tiptop said he
don’t stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she

(cccome? said he
ummm said she)
you’re divine! said he
(you are Mine said she)

e.e. cummings

I now exist on the principle of shortsightedness, which demands enhanced attention to the moment. Late wisdom, but close to the wisdom of childhood. A lovely summer day. Color, taste, scent. A squirrel. Cherries. Good tiredness. Cauliflower for supper. Clean house. And always darkness, darkness that spreads around all of it. Everything submerged in awful darkness.

Anna Kamienska

Love Story

The penalty for desertion
is death by a firing squad.

I’m saving you this trouble

enclosed is a pistol.
loaded with only one bullet.
squeeze the trigger once.
perhaps nothing will happen.

but squeeze a second time…
a third time…
You see

I know the games you love.

Jim Carroll

Antes não nos pesava
o passado, colhíamos os dias
ainda verdes, a frescura da sua polpa
na vontade dos nossos dedos.
Depois vieram os sinais
dos primeiros cansaços sem remédio,
a noite fincou-se nas pedras,
fez-se de estorvos.
Aquilo que sobrou de ti
cabe-me nos bolsos
e é pouco para as minhas mãos.

Rui Pires Cabral