the world is turning in on itself and so am i . . .

winter is a time for self-reflection.

today i went and had lunch, alone, at chelsea's. i ate a veggie burger and some kick ass pasta salad. i sat on the patio and read. i enjoyed the weather, and a beer.

i also found out that somehow, despite my best efforts at skipping class, i made an "a" in my poetry writing workshop. so, i decided to post one of the poems that appeared in my final portfolio. here it is, for what it's worth:

Apology of a Chimpanzee

I only saw your calves, taut like rubberbands,
and the feminine way you walked;
never your face.
I am sorry I stared
(You must excuse me,
eyes being mainly controlled
by the more bestial side of me).

The pair were shielded by the fog of the canopy
Her nose crimson, her eyes fierce,
she is a feral cat.
It was then he decided:
“I do not love you
(and your cocaine addiction concerns me);
still, let us make our human collage.”

The blue angel glow of the television
was enough to see her thin fingers,
like chicken bones
and the soft curve of her shoulder,
an ivory tusk.
Her skin was fish cold
and unfamiliar.

The devil has said,
"There is only one woman, and many faces."
And I find myself asking,
"Are we only animals caught in this hips-and-ass game?"