summer, but late april
we make the days shorter
by sleeping in & spend the
nights drinking gin with limes
& complaining about the heat
while the fan lazily twirls &
keeps away flies but wouldn't
it be so much nicer to be naked
in a shaded pool with no one
around but the moon & you
& another bottle of gin &
maybe some more limes
& a plate of something salty
but not too salty since when
I lick the sweat from between
your breasts I want more salt
than you can give but nothing
with crumbs thankyouverymuch
so saltines are right out & you
know I don't like tinned fish
so none of that shit but still
it would be nice, wouldn't it,
to lounge beneath a dark sky
& watch the bats & moths
swing back & forth above
the treeline with the patio lights
turned low so the neighbors
don't know. But they probably do.