The long bones of my fingers
and the thin skin of their tips

and the pink cloth around my pelvis
and my knees cold on the floor

and the bare face of my belly
and my fat nude lips

and the plastic christmas conifer
and all the things I didn’t like

and the noise of the kids next door
and the phone lying silent and blank

and the laptop and the laser copier
and the list of Things To Do

that doesn’t include
make love

First published in Love Poetry 2014 (WA Poets Inc)