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Chatgpt
I wrote you a letter
Then asked ChatGPT to improve it
It was so improved it did not sound like me at all
Like anything I would ever say to you
If I send it will you be impressed by the new me?
Not knowing it was ChatGPT?
Will it change our relationship?
And will you secretly use it to upgrade your response to me?
So that I think you rose to the occasion
Or maybe used ChatGPT yourself?
So while AI is talking to itself
You and I are not entirely comfortable
With each other anymore
Too hard to keep up
A competition instead of a conversation
Till we give up and walk away
Looking for an easier friendship
Le Menu
Amuse-bouche
French air kisses - a delicacy, a light brush of each cheek to be shared with friends of equal sophistication and perhaps pretentiousness that went out of fashion during the Covid epidemic.
Pair with an Hermes handbag and tickets to the Met Gala.
Entrée
Kiss of life - otherwise known as CPR, a forceful exhalation of breath into your expiring victim who will be eternally grateful to be able to move on to the next course as these reservations took 6 months to get.
Pair with mouthwash.
Plat principal
Romantic kiss - preferred by women, let us call it the fish course. Gentle, passionate, cannot be faked. À volonté.
Pair with caresses.
Sexy kiss aka French kiss - preferred by men, let us call it the meat course. Relevé. Deep-throated, devouring, a prelude to a very interesting night indeed.
Pair with silk handcuffs.
For anyone who orders both, this is the person on whose funeral pyre on the Ganges you would throw yourself. Marry them.
Plat du jour
Kust de hand - an antique and courtly gesture of kissing the hand of a woman to whom you are devoted or from whom you wish to obtain a favor.
Pair with breeches that will not split when you bend down so obsequiously.
Fromage
Hickey - this course is often skipped, the mark it leaves is as offensive as the smell of Limburger.
Pair with, oh how would I know?
Dessert
Good-bye kiss - this comes in infinite flavors depending on the occasion, the mood, and whether you care to see them again.
Pair with a handkerchief.
Digestif
Kiss of death - this is the result of overindulgence in the above.
Pair with an ambulance.
Because
If I must be haunted let it be by
The black velvet dress I didn’t buy because
I would never have anywhere to wear it.
The message I never answered because
A week was too long to make me wait.
The song I didn’t get up and dance to because
Everyone else was eating or talking.
The flower I did not leave on your desk because
I didn’t want anyone to notice.
Anything but not picking up the phone the last time
My mother called before she died.
Mean Angels
Did you expect an angel to hover over your first kiss,
Hold you back from that car running over your foot,
Sound trumpets when you finally got promoted?
The mommies and daddies.
But you already have those.
Don’t let the snow hair fool you.
It was only meant to make you look twice,
Look at the black eyes, elemental, fierce.
Now watch him move.
That left hook to an ankle, an earthquake in the Philippines,
The rush to the goal, an avalanche in the Himalayas,
The collision, a final embrace of binary stars.
And then the puck to the right thigh, the scream opens a black hole
In a nearby galaxy.
Sit back and open a can of beer, creation is a blood sport
And you’re going to love every minute of it.
Michelangelo’s David
There he stands, naked,
The insouciance of perfection,
Adam before the Fall, perhaps,
Or the last movie star.
The smooth, cool, alabaster pallor
Of vanilla ice cream.
I want to fall at his feet,
Lick the godliness,
Beseech a glance I know
He will never deign to grant.
And if he did
I would no longer worship him.
The Kite
Start off right, with the string neatly
Wrapped around the spool.
Let it out slowly, feeling
Its wish to dance in the wind.
If it pulls, let it out more,
Do not be afraid.
If it starts to fall, run run until
It finds its current again.
You have to stay in synch.
The further out you let it,
The strong the string binds you together.
Until a sudden gust of wind
Pulls the last bit of rope off the spool
And off it sails into the sun.
Do not cry, you did not let go of the kite,
It let go of you.
Mermaid
I look at you and I see
Me.
Whose thoughts are these,
Whose feelings?
My mother was lost at sea,
By which I mean drink drowned.
I have no boundaries.
Restless mermaid
Following the swallows north.
You are ice fishing in Sagueney.
You cut a hole in the ice, drop your line.
You feel a pull and look to see
Me.
You flap your wings
And fly back south.
I follow.
Air and water, sun and ice.
Always together, always apart.
Desire
Staring out to sea
He caught me with a glance
Knocked me to my knees
Grabbed me by the hair
Dragged me down the street
Tossed me into bed
Bloodied up the sheets
Kissed my fluttering eyes
Drank deeply from the well
Spread me with his thighs
Rang the secret bell
Whispered in my ear
Baby, I ain’t staying
Came back every night
Now it’s love who’s praying.
Woke me up one night
Said it’s time to go
Watched me from the door
How was I to know
One more kiss he said
Its lying breath was sweet
Swallowed me out of time
Back I cannot reach.
Looks like a kitten even at 19
Also Heien Japan
She loves Paris
Once there were three
Should I?
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