Daily Archives: November 3, 2012

Plea

By Tony Brown

I don’t want sex.
I want mouth.
I want touch
and steam down south.

I don’t want sex.
I want noise.
I want redemption
in your rolled-up eyes.

All the focus
is on the old in and out.
But the right motion
is not what it’s about.

I don’t want sex.
I want to transcend.
Sex is a good start,
one means to an end.

Two hunting together,
that’s what I want.
Two hunting together
for love of the hunt.

So, yes to the finger
and yes to the bone.
Yes to the red rush
into the zone.

Yes to the gale
and yes to the scream.
Yes fire, yes embers,
yes dinosaur dream.

I don’t want sex
if we can animal turn
this and that into something
we both long to learn.

By Tony Brown

When it comes, it comes slowly.
God didn’t send it. It wasn’t sent at all.
It just comes, and when it comes, it comes slowly
on its own wisdom path.

If asked, it will say, “I came to be here
because this path that opened
inexorably before me
brought me here.”

Mountains at the edge of the scenery
will nod almost too slowly to notice, and
the long hair of meadows
shall wave its assent. The earth

will agree with it at once, once it
has arrived. Then, as it serenely kills us,
we will be forced to accept
that some expertise pushed for this,

that even Wisdom itself seems bent
on using catastrophe to instruct,
and that we seem unable to learn.