Once, I watched you remove your bloody tampon

And throw it across the floor.

I found it very erotic.

And once, when the tip of my nose turned volcanic,

You pincered me with your fingers and you squeezed –

All that puss!  But you just ignored it.

I remember once, as we laid dreamy and entwinded,

You saw it fit to fart into my thighs –

Giggle loudly, then softly sigh…

Once, twice, so many times,                    

We’ve excreted stuff of every kind,

While the other greedily gorged - or laughed.

Cleaned our teeth or held the others hair back.

From every angle and in every shade,

Our bumpy, imperfect bodies have lain

In quiet comfort…

But now, we pass as strangers in the street.

Your hair tied-up; my hair combed neat.

And it’s as though we never really got close to seeing,

As though we never really got close to knowing,

As though we never really got close to one another,

At all.