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Those Lovers

Lyn Lifshin*

 

 

Some, let's say the first,
who you stop eating for,
call at the last moment.
If you are 13 you're sure
you can't live without
them. Or you work on
science projects fever-
ishly, aching for the
phone. Some join the
Navy, send you cheap
Cuban coins from there,
S.W.A.K. on the box.
His uniform makes you
heady. Weeks of kisses
in his navy blues and
then on leave, he shrugs
when asked if you should
wear a stole and never
again is heard from.
Some take you out in
a field, then upstairs in
the hotel where you let
him peel off spray rhine
stone earrings and the
stretchy wool dress
with net and sparkles.
And when you don't
let them peal your hymen
from what's still holding
it, don't call again. Some
you never cared for but
needed a date for some prom.
Others are so insistent it's
easy to waste a night or two
with them. The ones that
are too shy to call, you
feel their eyes burning
thru you. Some would be
lovers call from the Vatican
or Notre Dame, say they have
their vows but would you send
something that's been close to you
like your un-washed underwear

 

 

*2009 WOOD COIN: Religion, Spirit, Prophecy/ Issue: Lifshin, “Those Lovers”

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