Sheila Frances Louise
I keep my divorce papers
with my underwear, top drawer, in fact,
so that each morning while dressing,
I resolve again,
to stop following my prick around.
No offence now...
Declaration of Dependence
I HAVE LOST MY SMALL WAR WITH GOD STOP I WRITE
THIS SO AS TO SUE FOR PEACE STOP KNOWING UNCONDITIONAL
SURRENDER THE ONLY TERMS AVAILABLE STOP I ACCEPT STOP
- Dancing Alone: Selected Poems 1960-1990 Broken Jaw Press, 2005)
From the Ottawa Poems: #11
Your hair electric, on legs &
traces on breasts, skin tone,
sly ripples of pleasure,
in my ears & always
a burning within
& me lost in my own confusions.
You see I am not inclined
can offer only
to all beautiful people--
at night your silence
keeps me awake.