Ashley Anne Gamell, ‘If We Weave Our Bodies Together I Think We Can Build a Boat’
I’ll never admit that I am looking for God.
But I admit to watching you
while you rockingchair in prayer
to the vocalist and the sax monosyllabist
making their orgasmic babble.
I’d build an ark to save you for an hour
if I believed in God
more than did him on the side.
My lover is obscure, my life, within limits.
I’d like to think you’re not a place I go to
when I press on my eyelids.
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