i am calm with cold feet
i am a nap taker with full 
bellies, a fourth time
mother to plants, a 
book at the bedside table
placed just for show i am
laughter when you need it
quiet when i shouldn’t be. 

i am twenty five not twenty
an age where i desire though afraid

i am a lonely keg of thoughts
a pixie stick made at home
a porch sitter, friend, 
cigarette lighter. an eye batter
and hair pusher, a lover

a lover in the past tense