Elaine Equi

 

 

 

Vaya con Dios

 

You seem like

a nice enough deity,

but I’m not supposed

to talk to you anymore.

 

 

 

Deflected

 

is how I feel

at the moment.

 

Not dejected —

nothing so insecure,

thanks.

 

Or rejected —

nothing that personal

or other-inflected.

 

(I almost said infected!)

 

No, this is

more of a

bounced-off-of

 

spongey

energy.

 

The ineffectual bliss

that comes from thinking

nothing you say or do

has any …

 

Well, you get the idea.

 

 

 

Ciao Bella Chocolate Sorbet

 

has a dense

chewy

 

water to chocolate

ratio

 

as if a whole

devil’s food cake

 

were dissolved

in each scoop.

 

Delivers Elvis-like

indulgence

 

for only 120 calories.

By the last spoonful,

 

your whole nervous system

and aura

 

will be permeated

by the ancient Mayan God.

 

You will see

through the eyes of Chocolate.

 

 

 

Whatever We Say Escapes Us

 

If we say

anything

at all —

 

it must,

by any means,

first escape.

 

Dynamite

toothpick

in hand.

 

Ivy

    up

 

and over

the wall.

 

I love you.

 

Now go

before the storm god

changes his mind.

 

 

 

Bad Folk Song

 

It ain’t bad

living in a

bad folk song.

 

The people

are friendly,

 

and the weather

is nice.