Restraint

Restraint.

I did not call you all weekend

I did not write you poems

I stayed in my little bed

I was a good boy

Will you throw me a bone?

I did not once view your

Facebook profile

I didn’t mention you to my barber

My sponsor only knows you as Berkeley

All my poet friend think you’re

Simply imaginary

Will you please pet me?

I wiggled my butt in the mirror

Is it pert enough

Is my chest to become your pillow

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Shaped just right to fit

Your pirate locks

In the throbbing center

That goes soft

When you choose me as your dock

I slept all weekend

On your porch

I did not talk to the neighbors

I did not pry the lock

I played patty cake with your cat who was once feral

I practiced my best smile

She did not scratch it off.

I sat in the feeling of daring you to kiss me

Not once wondering if you’d thought of me

While the band played on

I sat here watching my tongue

Wishing you’d just throw that damn ball

Just once.