Outrages! Outrages! Poem by Walt Ostrander

Outrages! Outrages!
But for the sky our muscles ache in pleasure
And in the corn our sunlit sweat smells sweet
A softer left eye
(From my eye,
And I think you say the same)
We both have brows that tell a story
Entirely new
Hopping collared shirts
Yours for sun
Your up-turn in the back points authoritatively at the utility of your nature
The one I love and envy and write about here
Mine for ruminations on starch
Your lips curl upwards at the ends
An illustration
Hyperreal
But real, nonetheless
In any case
I do see what you do see in those lenses
Both of them
Your hair’s wonderful too, you know
And so soft
So hard
It’s your firmness
Your temperature, I know well
I’m so sorry if I took it all, once or twice
I wanted it badly, once or twice
Because you were so true and I wanted you so badly
So I took you
I’ll give you back
All you have to do is ask
Please, ask
You look so beautiful among the corn.