Poem by Louise Glück

Anniversary

I said you could snuggle. That doesn’t mean
your cold feet all over my dick.

Someone should teach you how to act in bed.
What I think is you should
keep your extremities to yourself.

Look what you did—
you made the cat move.

            But I didn’t want your hand there.
            I wanted your hand here.

            You should pay attention to my feet.
            You should picture them
            the next time you see a hot fifteen year old.
            Because there’s a lot more where those feet come from.

1. Parable of the Hostages
2. The Racer's Widow
3. Humidifier
4. The Butterfly
5. The Myth of Innocence

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