Saturday, October 30, 2010

Nonverbal Communication

This is an open letter to Woman.

You been in drawers where i've followed

and showed Yourself in place after place

and i've smelled Your perfume as it passes

and i need You to know that when You

once or twice want to use me, i would

drop to the ground and do what You ask.
Why don't You ask -- why
don't You simply
make me do it by looking
-- by just crooking

Your finger, pointing at your floor spit