life on mars
how does one make art about
someone you weren’t supposed
gentle [redacted]. thoughtful,
caring [redacted]. making-up-for-
past-crimes [redacted]. you-know-
[redacted], you are
a slew of subtle sensory assailants.
sweet-smelling officewear. pants
far too big for your skin-and-bone stilts.
a study in cheekbone angles and lynx
deodorant; a thesis on fingertip
your solar plexus made of stone
your stonewalled emotions made of
your glasshouse guilt the first one
rushing to throw stones at itself.
an awkward arm slung around my shoulder,
the ultimate goodboy fling,
thrown from down under
like a double-edged boomerang.
not underhand throw but undercontinent.
your good nature
(even your kisses polite strokes)
as reserved as someone benched
because they will not hit even a ball
at odds with your ambition. you are
a video frame caught between two stills,
the [redacted] you are
and the [redacted] you want to be.
your character wisping between scenes.
[redacted], I tried
to defile a nice boy
but thing is I have no upper body strength
to throw you for a loop.
the joke is I overbalanced and fell
for your willingness to believe.
the joke is I sought to break
the bro code—
set out to score
but so much more