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Donald, when I thought of you
In a gold bathtub I worried
About losing my mind because
I’ve never seen you in a bathtub
But when you left me standing
Lump-on-a-log-like with my gift
For Michelle on Inauguration Day
I thought of you in a gold bathtub,
The fleece that covers you floating
And your phallus also floating --
Oh God, I felt trapped thinking
Of you watching a wall-mounted
Television set in a gold bathtub
And now I can’t stop thinking it.
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Radio
I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark
from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman
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