STEVEN B. SMITH
Time with you is treat,
a boon, something I’m used to but boon,
like familiar warmth of bathwater, something
I can dip into at most any time. I can dip into the bath;
I can dip into your arms, your voice, your attention,
the co-creating of fun…
This is one of your best things: your fresh mind–
you are amused by your finds
Like an alien surveying the landscape, you collect
photo samples of objects–not just as musing points
in their entireties but you document features apart from
conventional meaning as though objects biological specimens
in their own right, evolved from process in which humans
are unwitting facilitators, pawns of objects and gods
You catalog their skins
~ Lady