Fires \\ Eye

Fires

Across town, in my old house
there was a fireplace 
in which I built a blaze
occasionally to create
a warm ambience if a guy
I had the hots for
were sitting on my couch.

The juggling act was this:
stoke the coals and add wood
to keep up the flames, or keep
his focus on body heat and
maybe getting his due.  Guess
which won out.  Guess which
fire I wanted to burn me.

Eye

Can't keep yourself off of
pretty men, can you?  Can't
study the sidewalk
or a faraway wall.
Always looking out for some
blitzkrieg-like come-on,
a double appraisal,
a suggestion, a clue.

Well one day your stare
will feel rude as the finger
to some beautiful straight stud
and he's gonna make it a
federal case, make you over
in tux black, and won't you be
swank & proud, whistled at,
puffed up for days.