Lay it down flat

Till the arch

In my back

Almost reaches the floor

Till I dun know

Ya can’t give no more

Till I’m blueshotsugartipped

Lying kneading

Broken fettered

Pon the floor

And yet…


I fucking ask for more


This temerity blanks

All previous awe

Stare me straight

Eye to eye

Cheek to cheek

Face to face –

Do you –

Fully occupy this space or –

Are you –

Merely seeking a door?


Come hither duck billed

Feathered amore

Peel back the wrapper

Slip it on

Walk the walk…


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