Ars Poetica: At Fifty

Between two men
drinking from the same

dirty glass, a choice

that often goes
unexpressed—green

olives passed back

and forth in the mouths
of a father and son

in a corner booth

where cock and regrets
have never spoken

openly about what is

most desired, a moment
spreading its rash

longings deep enough

where no one can
touch, soothe, or work

out all the tension

balled-up into knots—
yoga and mindfulness

on a mat drenched

with sweat unable to
compensate for faces

ramming up against

pubic bone where one
can still inhale

rising bread. The world

was wrong. Love allows
our tongues to follow

thirst to whatever needs

to be reached—a cube
of ice on a hot stove

riding its own melting.

Timothy Liu

Timothy Liu

Timothy Liu's latest book is Luminous Debris: New & Selected Legerdemain (1992-2017). A reader of occult esoterica, he lives in Manhattan and Woodstock, NY. www.timothyliu.net
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Timothy Liu's latest book is Luminous Debris: New & Selected Legerdemain (1992-2017). A reader of occult esoterica, he lives in Manhattan and Woodstock, NY. www.timothyliu.net