Flutter - Poetry Journal

Illogical

The answers are too easy,

too eager to give you

what you want -- a touch

in the dark, honey and heat.

How many times must you

lose your head, mistake

promise for premise,

come-on for conclusion?

You drop your defenses

like articles of clothing

at any earnest argument,

any tanned and muscular

rationale, forgetting to ask

for something in return,

forgetting the way you'll

regret it later, the way

the answers come begging

for attention, turning

your head, twisting your arm,

before the questions.

~ Antonia Clark works for a medical software company in Burlington, Vermont. Her poems and stories have appeared in Loch Raven Review, Mannequin Envy, The Missouri Review, The Orange Room Review, The Pedestal Magazine, Rattle, Stirring, Story Quarterly, The 2River View, and elsewhere. She loves French food and wine, and plays French café music on a sparkly purple accordion.