Stretching my Imagination
for E.M.J.

rooted and elevated is how she is
grounded as well as kissed by on high

hardly anyone I know and I any more contemporary
we could be children growing up together

two children of parents who are friends

when they visit, we get to play in dirt, in the yard

even allowed to play with her dolls
I share my marbles with her

on our knees in the dirt, we'd shoot

water guns, we'd each have one to squirt
we'd elude, we'd hide

someone I could play games with, match wits
who is she going with, secretive

emotionally and mentally lightening quick

weighty gray clouds over head,
unable to dampen her spirits
made of uplift and to uplift

person who would have puppies
I've seen her animals, fluffy and loved
Christmas card of her and them

wonder where, wonder if I might fit in
need to fit someone, be intimate

creeping plant and coconut palm, that sort of symbiosis

worm upon ice, crawling
citizen of the arctic, at home upon ice
going out upon ice in the afternoon

someone to go out with, come home with, come home to

you for me, me for you or all nonsense
same old poet dreaming again

what's there to penetrate when you're inside
involved, as happy as can be

I'm in the room no need to force the door in

skin to skin, urge to pee
must wash my hands when I am done

when all is said, must find someone
who I'm seeking, is she seeking me


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2009
11:16 p.m. 09.10.09