Eloisa Amezcua: Two Poems
BOBBY v VALORIE
I HAVEN’T MASTURBATED IN FIVE DAYS FOR FEAR OF CRYING
after Tadeusz Dąbrowski
Forgive me but I’m not an astronomer
We’re two stars in space
Imagine we’re getting dimmer or brighter whichever means that we’re moving further apart
My star-self doesn’t know how to stop moving
You’re becoming harder & harder to see with my star eyes
I don’t know how to pull you closer
My star-self wanders looking for you with my star heart
You get sucked into a different universe’s atmosphere
Do universes have atmospheres or is that just planets
My ignorance annoys me
I yell & yell your name with my star voice hoping that in this time-space continuum you’ll hear me
Do stars have voices
Is there sound in space