Jojoba, citrus and lavender
waft me awake
to receive another day.

These extravagant liters and ohms
should elicit guilt but don’t. I don’t judge
your excesses.

The fact that I haven’t had
a sexual encounter in years
doesn’t mean much. These twenty
strangers who walk in and out
of my exam room each day

with their bundled needs,
and foolish trust, expecting my touch

have taught me
to lavish in this lone pleasure.

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1 Response to 4/27/12

  1. mark says:

    Lovely and sublime.

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