Form
hollow rooms
for lawn furniture,
watermelon afternoons,
swimming pools,
and tanned,
curved
bodies.

There is
nothing to consider.
The eye
asks,
listen
do you
smell
something?

It is already
too late -
impulse control
has fled the building

I talk to you
as best I can,
as I concentrate
on keeping my hands to myself,
bide my time
arms
moving to an unknown tune.