Dodgy Bits

I'm having a great time remembering
to do things in the world like wash my dishes
while singing at the top of my lungs
or climbing the stairs to my apartment
with an easy graceful manner
that indicates I'm an expert at copulation
and respectful bodily affection.
There are days you lose all control.
Today, I'll command the dark
forces with a spirit of absolute
joyful intensity while serving others.
I'm having such a great time clinging to the world
that I forgot it is slipping away faster than I can remember
to do things before I'm all over the place.
In any case, it is Monday, I'm in Brooklyn,
and all vague menace has receded into
a rather amusing implication of joy
without the dodgy bits, for now.