By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 16 February 1999

jeremiad

        he's freaking out because for a moment
        I slipped and got brutally honest
        like that, the truth escaped my mouth
        without emotion I told him
        it was enough for me
        to sit and stare at the wall
        nothing more was needed
        so he could keep his sophmoric mind games
         and passion and voice mail and tomato basil soup
         I was fine, thanks
         a self-sufficient lunatic
         a Water Bearer who just escaped
          being born a Fish

         come over, he says
         his voice urgent
         not warm
         not the poem I need to hear
         not an April surprise in December
         but urgent

         once again
         sex is the solution
         in his world
         he is the creator
         and there is no
                 void