it's how i leave

to the batcave alfred
where my supersteel batwings
will keep me warm and hanging
upside down for a different
perspective. life without you
goes on, you know. i have dinners
to eat, parfaits to share
open mics to miss, kisses to kiss.

after i share this important message.

HOw to KisS

(a primer)

slowly. form the word "you' with your lips
the y of creek meeting a cliff, note how water
enters the bank,seeping, invading, embracing
the shore's crags, the earth parting now, just slip
a tip, a small probe ,anthers emergent from shell
the water feels home, say prayer , let your lips
touch at r, say love, say lust, say lucky you