lesbian/cleft chin

wish i had a cleft chin

wish there was no such thing

as a lesbian

and i wasn’t one of them

just one of us

...she introduced herself as ‘jennifer’

and said ‘do not call me jenny, i won’t answer

cus i used to go by jenny when i did heroin/

drugs sos if anyone calls me that i’ll know

that it ain’t worth it to reply’

i laughed an inward sigh

it’s okay you don’t have to try

just go ahead and cry

oh

no

you don’t want me

i don’t even brush

my teeth

and i often forget

to shower

or the minutes on the hour

you remind me of my

oncologist

hairy legs and pits

unshaved

i kissed your gynecologist

then misbehaved-

the way we studied then cut and mixed

them rocks you’d’ve thought

we were geologists

or petrologists

but we’re not

gonna stop

till you start

quitting

the writing’s on the wall

aren’t always hieroglyphics

or graffiti

but we need

to read them

regardless

of whether or not

you’ll sign this

peace treaty

...i haven’t any money,

so how are you to

love me?

i ain’t got a suitcase

in any case, so

how am i to move

to new york city?

i wish we could live our dreams

while awake