Two Poems by Gerald So
Dec 20th, 2012 | By Defenestration![](https://www.defenestrationmag.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/Defenestration-Poetry.jpg)
We warmed to each other
grading freshman
writing exams
in annual three-day grinds,
me admiring
her conservative dress
and reserved smile,
but also the migraines
We warmed to each other
grading freshman
writing exams
in annual three-day grinds,
me admiring
her conservative dress
and reserved smile,
but also the migraines
uprooted from antiquity,
it dwells in possibility
dreaming of a vanity
it will not know –
its crowdedness unmeshing
requires scythes for threshing
to keep it from enmeshing
Corsican sheep.
She is on the pill. My sperm have built
a monastery inside of her.
They illuminate manuscripts all day.
The new coffee maker uses bean pods.
Complicated machinery to jolt
my eyes with butterscotch sunrise flavor,
preparing me for a day at the house
of opera, watching them belt arias.
I use tiny binoculars until I
head back to the motel, take off my jewels,
wipe down the bathtub with disinfectant,
Desire between my legs –
A cello
Or is it?
A stick in my hand –
A bow
Or is it?