Andrew Stimatze Poems

I want to apologize if I coerced you
into eating dirt when we were kids.
You were young, impressionable
and didn’t those mud bowls need lids?
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Think of me when darkness nears with tingling fingertips.
Remember my hand, gloved and smooth, upon your crimson lips.
Don’t forget the time we had, it wasn’t all for naught.
The best week of my life it was, a sauna moist and hot.
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Lifted spirits with one word
Wiping tears as never occurred
Expose the future free, unbounded
You are far away.
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Stumbling through this life so far I haven’t got a clue
How you got to where you are, your dreams or favorite hue.

I wasn’t there when growing up the others made you cry.
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I never saw him turn away, or stifle any thought.
Virginia knew him best of all, since back when she was hot.
I was part of the Mercer troupe when summers I’d impose
To visit them in Wichita. “Okay, go pack your clothes.”
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Early up and down the stairs
Cream on oatmeal grandma prepares
Summer’s blast will be here soon
“Til then we’ll sing a driving tune
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Walking down the street today I almost had a fall
My eyes caught hold of amazing legs about 5’8” tall.

I tripped upon a sidewalk crack and almost had a spill
If you’d seen me flailing around you’d have thought me ill.
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I didn’t set out to impress
Though maybe I did charm
I didn’t mean to cause distress
I really meant no harm
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