it was everything and nothing

like i expected

i can not remember

the smell of latex

or the las t time i was so

/dis/interested in a film

and interested in

another human

countenance.

and it felt so alive

there at the park

under the stars.

or standing

in line for the movie

longing to press the palms

of our feet together.

i skinned my knee that night

blood blended with cord du roy

and you blended with me.

we became one under the shade

of an oak tree.

the selfsame acorn-giver and

divider of unloved persons.

we had nothing but your face

and my loneliness and i

could feel the presence of

the bountiful earth mother

within you.

how unexpected to find divinity

and she is nothing

and everything i had expected

and i could hear the eternal

beating of your heart in rhtythm

with the coursing wonderment

of the cosmos—