Jeff Schiff
TMI, Perhaps
I need a music as fickle & spunky as love
I need a dirge turned ditty turned anthem
I need to hum
through the kazoo of my lover's teeth
 where rasp gives way to melody
and tongues morph into sweet melon
I need to fill my fractured bucket
because full’s my only number
so I gulp compulsion
by the gulletful
hoping stanch will RSVP
in a hurry
I need a dandle
I need a plush push & pull holiday
an adoration romp
three days at the cottage
treading water
in our single bed
I need an I me mine picnic
where you is me
well past dusk
I need to confront my binaries
so I pluck gnarly this
& that from our beach
stoop and spasm
hoping liniment
and wifely succor will follow
I need a dirge turned ditty turned anthem
I need to hum
through the kazoo of my lover's teeth
 where rasp gives way to melody
and tongues morph into sweet melon
I need to fill my fractured bucket
because full’s my only number
so I gulp compulsion
by the gulletful
hoping stanch will RSVP
in a hurry
I need a dandle
I need a plush push & pull holiday
an adoration romp
three days at the cottage
treading water
in our single bed
I need an I me mine picnic
where you is me
well past dusk
I need to confront my binaries
so I pluck gnarly this
& that from our beach
stoop and spasm
hoping liniment
and wifely succor will follow
Jeff Schiff is the author of That hum to go by, Mixed Diction, Burro Heart, The Rats of Patzcuaro, The Homily of Infinitude, and Anywhere in this Country. Hundreds of his pieces have appeared in more than 130 publications worldwide including The Alembic, Bellingham Review, Cincinnati Review, Grand Street, Ohio Review, Poet & Critic, Tulane Review, Tampa Review, Louisville Review, Tendril, Pembroke Magazine, Carolina Review, Chicago Review, Hawaii Review, Southern Humanities Review, River City, Indiana Review, Willow Springs, and Southwest Review. He has been a member of the faculty at Columbia College, Chicago since 1987.