Wayne Koestenbaum

Milk, Nuts, Patriarchy

milk, nuts, patriarchy

the ringleader the least responsive

asters triumphing as proxies for time’s red-blue problem

yellow orbs, encircled by black, above green orbs, also encircled by black

an orb paradox, can you solve it

what else lands in my cup

call it “anonyme” or “anonymous” or “senza nome” or “sans nom”

where were the starlets when I begged them to arrive

when the door opens, when the door fails to open

a pond around the lighthouse

an enemy army crossing the bridge

landing in Robinson Crusoe’s lap

greeted by keys

quays obtuse

dog befriends vase

Buddha slides down horse

grammar obviously

explains why I deprived you of this feast

stuck blue clouds above quadaphonic LP

the door not open until now

wash your dirty soles

highlight the inelegant passages

words coming only because I perfected the trampoline

blunted by opprobrium

we didn’t protect his lungs and heart

David’s Eyebrows

a Book of Hours sans grave-rubbings

like a trousseau napkin

I met a botanist who chickened out at the last minute

when I followed him to his arboretum

an “all-over” painting or a Bibliothèque Nationale tearoom

fingering any abyss

a revisitation of The Second Sex and Minima Moralia on the same daybed

one is prelapsarian and the other is a climacteric

the centrality of the aphorism and its glans

like Sappho mixed with Armagnac

your raised arm, a lithograph, is indirect

stepchild and echo of inscriptions long left obscure

a fundament that doesn’t invite your Golden Bowl interrogation

a tender-is-the-night stance and a posterior of my own

other realms of fioritura along the necropolis’s marshy border

spittle wiped from bottom lip

nipples lurking below the disposatif

vicarious traveler at my disposal

cyclopean Nijinsky leap

melancholy and a Frans Hals gestural abandon

a Daphnis and Chloe remorselessness

splitting stubble between several inamoratos

thick and italicized, like Michelangelo’s Laurentian Library

a word or two about your eyebrows while the world falls apart