i believe in gallons of powerful coffee
laced with quarts of cream
pyramids of raspberry danishes
high-stacked beds of juicy steaks
cigarettes of marijuana and tobacco
fine dry wine
martinis with olives
the curve inward of a woman’s waist
(nature’s most perfect line)
the wet spot
the way she comes under my touch
her smile and the light in her eyes
and the light
my god, the light!
(Published in nibble eleven, 2009; copyright 2009, 2023, by Tetman Callis.)