That Man

That man over there
looking sidelong
as you sidelong
smile I do not think

he’s a god
or frankly that great
but it’s true he’s glowing
under your eyes &  

the sun that moments ago
was shining on this bench
where we sit across  

from him now
flaring terrible
as I think of your
many rendezvous  

I desire death &  

I almost shove back
in my throat the call
to the Perseids calling them
down now to shower  

him dead in their shower