Und wieder gesehen bei heather powazek champ:
The interfaith holiday of Chrismukkah.

That Day

This is the desk I sit at
and this is the desk where I love you too much
and this is the typewriter that sits before me
where yesterday only your body sat before me
with its shoulders gathered in like a Greek chorus,
with its tongue like a king making up rules as he goes,
with its tongue quite openly like a cat lapping milk,
with its tongue - both of us coiled in its slippery life.
That was yesterday, that day.


Aus: Anne Sexton, Liebesgedichte. Love Poems,
Fischer Taschenbuch Verlag, Frankfurt am Main 1977