ADJUSTING THE SCOPE

on valentine's day

I get up around five thirty am

Stumble into the kitchen

she is by the door all BUNDLED IN RED

heads out

and lets in a jarring blast of arctic air

tingling splashes over my naked skin

I look out and make sure no junkies are in the alley

kiss M off and lock her out the back door

start a pot of good greek coffee

come into the desk to fire up the demon*

sit back down at my soiled and stained

once cool red leather captain's chair

my fingers play a little prayer for absolution

give a thanks for my muse,

our fathers, my beatrice,

our mothers, my lovers,

our brothers, sisters,

cats, dogs,

gods

& my dear sweet m

in their name

i take aim

Dedicated to the snipers. We are coming for you. At least your children are safe. I love that a lot of soldiers have been reading this. You know, I'm saying thank you. This Ones For YOu.... ----------------------------------------------

*(the name of my computer's shell... which I put a picture of in here and dreaming n blue called it a pin up for geeks);