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was bright.
    Bill knows port, and Bill knows starboard.
    Bill knows booms, and ropes, and crews.
    Bill can change his tack mid-harbor.
    Bill knows all the microbrews.
    Bill would like to take her sailing.
    Bill begins to call her "Suze."
    Bearded, tall, as thin as Jesus,
    wowed by Christianity,
    Bill has learned to work on water.
    Bill gives Suzy rides for free.
    Bill is into contemplation.
    Suze prefers activity.
    SUZY MAKES A DATE
     
    Suzy Zeus is filling ketchups,
    thinking that it's very Zen.
    Killing time and killing roaches,
    counting money, counting men.
    Suzy wants to kiss and cuddle.
    Suzy stops to wonder when.
    Suzy's thinking back to Harry.
    Looking forward to her date.
    Will she get off work by "nine-ish"?
    Will they keep her there too late?
    Bill says call him, hey, whatever.
    William's from the Lone Star state.
    William's studied Being, Presence,
    won't eat meat or wear real fur.
    He's read Kant, a little Kafka.
    Suzy thinks he's real mature.
    Suzy wants to bear him presents:
    gold and frankincense and myrrh.
    William bought a Russian icon
    for his roommate: angel, horn,
    lily, dove, and seated girl—"To
    you a baby will be born."
    Suzy wonders if this handmaid
    crops up in religious porn.
    Suzy thought of Robert writing.
    Suzy thinks of William bound.
    Suzy thought of Robert reading
    to himself without a sound.
    Suzy thinks that Bill's the hottest
    son of man for miles around.
    Suzy wants his what and why. She
    wants his when and wants it now.
    Suzy wants his where and whether.
    Suzy wants his who—and how.
    Suzy wants a new communion:
    bread and wine and I and Thou.
    Suzy Zeus is mad about him
    (let her sing it in the rain!)—
    crazy for her handsome sailor
    (spin and twirl, a weathervane!).
    Suzy Zeus is full of feelings.
    Suzy Zeus is feeling sane.
    SUZY MULLS IT OVER
     
    Suzy Zeus knows guys are shallow.
    Suzy Zeus knows life is short.
    Bill says let the field lie fallow,
    bring provisions to the fort.
    Suzy Zeus says ride the storm out.
    Bill says shelter here in port.
    Suzy wants a whole new haircut.
    Suzy wants a special gown.
    Suzy wants to wear silk stockings
    and a boa and a crown.
    Bill wears jeans and cotton T-shirts.
    Bill is calming Suzy down.
    Suzy hears but doesn't listen.
    Suzy looks but doesn't see.
    Suzy Zeus is like a chipmunk.
    Bill is stiller, like a tree.
    Bill knows how to stop and notice,
    sit (or stand), and breathe, and be.
    Suzy needs to slow her talking:
    slow her teeth and tongue and lips.
    Suzy needs to slow her walking:
    toes and ankles, knees and hips.
    Suzy needs to slow her radar:
    slow the sweep and slow the blips.
    Suzy watches Robert blessing,
    bowing down, diluting wine.
    Suzy tries to be a grape and
    think of Jesus as her vine.
    Tries to be an upright sheep, be
    graceful as she waits in line.
    Suzy's stance is so unsteady.
    Suzy's grip is none too strong.
    Suzy's feeling so unready.
    Suzy's feeling so, so wrong.
    Maybe this is just too heady.
    This week's service is so long.
    SUZY MAKES AN EFFORT TO
     
    APPEAR PATIENT
     
    Suzy Zeus is trying softball.
    Suzy's trying macramé.
    At first base and tied in knots, she's
    at a loss for what to say.
    All that she can think is, Will he?
    All that she can do is pray.
    Falling in makes love sound deep. A
    vat. Or is it more an art?
    Suzy's feeling scared and shaky
    as she watches something start.
    Suzy feels like someone's playing
    table tennis with her heart.
    Suzy pushes, pushes harder,
    wonders where she wants to get.
    Suzy isn't sure what's wrong, but
    something hasn't happened yet.
    Why is Suzy so unhappy?
    Why is Suzy so upset?
    Suzy tries to sit and wait for
    matters slowly to unfurl.
    Not o'ernight a grain of sand in
    oyster doth become a pearl.
    Suzy doesn't need a guy to
    tell her she's a pretty girl.
    Bill is loaning Suzy books to
    look at while she's on the train.
    Bill is making Suzy tapes, and
    Bill is causing Suzy pain.
    Suzy falls asleep to Follies
    and the sound of driving rain.
    SUZY MAKES AN EFFORT