AMANDUS

What I need: A contemplation of bisexuality by Ronda Slater

What I need is

an angular man

with muscles and bones

built for thrusting

or maybe

what I need is

a satin-skinned woman

with fingers that dance on my body

or maybe

what I need is 

a Trojan Horse lover

who is really a woman

named Helen, in hiding,

or maybe

what I need is 

a magical man

who grows gardens of herbs

and heals with the laying

on of his hands

or maybe

what I need is

a lyrical lady

with hair down to here

who writes poems and songs

about me

or maybe

what I need is 

a sensual socialist

androgynous feminist

who doesn’t smoke cigarettes

or maybe

love is like water

and when you find out

you need it, who cares

where it comes from

or maybe

everyone is a well

just waiting for me

to send my ladle down