If
I
Go Over There If
He'll grab
me
and
I
go over there
tickle
and
laugh and feel happy
I'll
For a minute
So
I
go over
And I'm
right
For a minute But then what?
Something green and cold Climbs
My Only
in
between
sternum and spine
a laugh or touch or look
Will
warm
it
For a minute
How I
know how
can
I
keep
attention
•
it
warm?
whores are made.
Emile Wilson