hands cupped over hands
i shape your mud pot
pointe - pink ribbons
tie the ankle between us
kicking infant under disco ball
flee elegant restraint
arms wrapped around hips
you mold my vase
i'll run 1000x through traffic
protective leader, don't bleed anymore
yesterday's sour candy is
today's sweet saliva
put me on the swing in the playground
watch pensively from the window
i coil figure eight
zero is too conventional
if you told me to jump off a cliff, i would
take you with me at the finger tips, unwrapped
let's go for a zig-zag walk home
to avoid thinking, and connect the dots
shelf those princess swoons
for composed reading, lovely strength
i am an elephant leg of flesh
sanitize my abstracted fish scales
those cupped hands are the holy grail
ambrosial lust
chaste thighs will beckon you
my double-the-fun-one
come-hither hermes, dig my pain
with your chipped tooth
oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
you
overtake the hurdle of hem
enrapture, skin
buzz current through the pin
sticks, head, and looped genitals
tear apart the metallic
phallic elevator entrance, and
close the book to compress us pages
readers don't need this