Ultimate Day Poem by Eli Spivakovsky

Patterns of snows spiral together and depart and then collapse
o blizzard of bliss take me with you
o as if multi-coloured crystals *

Today the school's snowed in

I'm going to Maryland
for a date
except we don't call it that
my heart is beating down the Metro doors

He meets me underground
something about coming up for breath
as if I'd been subaques
If you did an experiment with my heart
You would recognise the whoosh in my pulse

His other friends are there
A girl with knee-high black laced boots and pink hair
Another girl also dressed like a punker
They've come to check me out
I guess I make it through
because they leave us together to talk

Ultimate day
his eyes are the colour of hummingbirds
the rush of blue and green spinning in his iris

We go see Francis Ford Coppolla's 'Dracula',
then we walk around the graffiti of our friends
A good way to stay in touch
'8 ball' is friends with a girl at my school
But no one knows 'Disco Dan' they just like his style

we do it because we are just old enough
to see mortality in each other
joy-riding and dangerous bliss
the first-times we do so many things
makes us think about the last times

Later, in the day his kiss will approach the higher levels
Towards a Gate that it will bounce off
then depart and come back down
to make its debut on my lips

My eyes are for diamantaires
to evaluate
no one else but them and him
can examine them properly
I see him again and again

On New Years we get in to a club at 11: 55
and they're playing 'Heart of Glass' by Blondie
the kiss is more urgent this time
let's not miss this moment
because we're under-age
but so ready
because we're so waiting for our lives to begin
because we're following currents that were made just for us

Much, much later I will leave the country
When will I see his loveliness again?
But the space between us floats us away
like a lei given to the ocean
but there is a corner of my heart
that he graffitied softly with paint
in case this happened.