LEFT-HANDED

LEFT-HANDED

only 6000 of us left
to report on the event
code it
into mythology

some of us, left-handed
some of us
observing our near
extinction from
the summit
of Annapurna

so few of us
to go around
not the time to be choosy
about who
we mate with

so little stock
left to flavour the broth

and talking
of left
     nothing sinister
about being
left-handed
      or living in left field
or so far
into the infra red on
that side
     of the political spectrum

so same same then
now nine ten billion we
can be
    so infinitely territorial
absurdly picky and choosy

me
   following my heart’s desire
(though you might
dismiss it out
of hand
   as unfortunate fetish)

loving all that is there
all we have
      unlocked within
that dark
skin

though I must confess
confess to
loving that
skin
   for itself
entirely, entirely,

utterly ambidextrous
amongst so many
delicious things