I'd pay to watch you eat cereal
because you never do anything the prescribed way.
I wonder if anyone else has ever noticed the clumsy beauty of your walk,
so awkward that it's graceful,
and your paintings violate every rule of composition,
but they shame the masters.
You don't do it to be experimental:
it's just you.
You're a flamingo among swans.
I barely know you,
but I can't control these thoughts;
I just know that you make love
like no one else.