That Night in Cabo

Flies tried to stay cool, too

in the sweltering fisheye view

of Mariscos Mazatlan.

A little girl, a bloodshot hibiscus in her hair,

young men, brown shouldered in thin white tanks, and

the humming Spanish vernacular

making me tone deaf

with ringing, pounding

against my—

I don’t know what I felt more

the heat between my thighs

or your stare,

affecting nonchalance,

sipping ice water

sprinkled with a lime

meant for two.

Copyright © 2013 Jennifer Wagner

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Plastique

She keeps her freaks

tongue-in-cheek

by cheeky grin.

I listen,

not listening, again.

I am no novice, as may seem,

to pretty words in stunning hue

even if the eyes of which

are broken-marble blue.

There are no true heartbeats

in her Smashbox made up sheen,

and pseudo-Fendi bag of

tricks

when all she wants

is you.

And you,

and you,

and you.

Copyright © 2013 Jennifer Wagner

Liebster Blog Award

Poet Chhavi Vatwani who writes at Sour Lemons and Tequila awarded me the Liebster Blog Award recently.  Some busy times around here with a house full of sickies and what not but I wanted to make mention and thank her for thinking of me and allowing me to accept honorarily—she is sweeter than Banoffee pie (her favorite, by the way).  Thank you Chhavi!