really, i just like one line

Okay, so I was watching Celebrity Poker Showdown the other day, and Amber Tamblyn was on. For those who don't know, she plays Joan on Joan of Arcadia, or, if you're a soap fan like my sister, she was Emily on General Hospital. Everyone still with me after that fun on sentence? Anyway, I didn't find her attractive until I watched her play poker. There is something in the was she moved that struck me, so I looked her up online and discovered she's a pretty good poet. So, this one poem stuck in my head when I feel asleep last night, and in my dream I had the epiphany that sex was a lot like veal. Now that I'm awake, I don't remember what the correlation was. Considering, the night before I was fighting ninjas in a super market in a movie by Terry Gilliam, i shouldn't expect my dreams to make sense. Anyway, here's the poem.

Face Me © Amber Tamblyn


Face me.

There may never be a chance like it again to
Feel the humps on my hips
Their draw backs and draw ins.
The draw strings
Are the curves of my eyes.
Remember how you tugged them when I was shy.

Not asking for eternity in the lunchboxes of future children but,
face me
when you’re fucking me.
No more imagining.
I deserve to watch your lips stumble.

I want you
to remember every oval on this body
every tremble into their glory.

Face me, so that I may know the man
Who sticks me with goodnight kisses
like a shadowless blade.

Like all the silences
in which we were made.

Baby, my mouth is an exam
you cannot afford to fail.

Take me.

Tomorrow, I'm making bacon cheeseburgers. Megan is on her way home and we need to drop off videos. Perhaps, I should wait outside.