LOBOS, BULLDOG WRISTBAND
She is all equation,
A trained observer w/o pretense
She longs for smoothness,
She is definitive reference w/bedroom skin
Her winnings splashed on a blanket,
Humming Sonic Youth
Interlocked, scales of your body,
Randomly assigned, these proportions
See the sweet back bend,
Responsive body, cursive
Tumbling language off tongue,
Assigning value
A pacifist who paints,
Gently, together
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Matthew Wascovich is a Cleveland-based poet and musician. His chapbooks have been published by Slow Toe Publications and his writing can by found in Nexus, In My Head, Nuts and
Hootpage.com.
