Sometimes

Sometimes a kick lights me up.

A flash bulb in the nerves.

Sometimes my body jolts from 

this being alone.

This freedom from you 

can make the hairs on my arms salute.

Freedom. 

Sometimes, it crackles. 

I'm sorry, darling.  It's only sometimes. 

Like today on that ferry boat.

Leaned hard against the helm. 

I was captain of the ship. 

The ocean parted. 

I felt kissable. 

But we aren't made to like alone.

Stranded on shore with birds.

Seeing faces in clouds.

Hearing voices in trees. 

Who wants to sleep alone?

Who wants to kiss one's own hand?

Not I.

Not even sometimes.