
Think the improper thoughts
think them through
to quivering conclusion
to nakedness and molten skin
shimmering in the moonlight
Think those improper thoughts
about friends’ lovers
about co-workers, old flames
about passing strangers
but please
think them about me sometimes
Thinking the improper thoughts
to fill boring afternoon meetings
and lonely mornings driving
scarce moments of serenity
always I…
think them about you
[2009]
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