LONG DISTANCE CUNNILINGUS 

hi near stranger 
I want to impale 
myself on you

you little wolf-cry
your nostrils flare your eyes flare
you ask me 
am I pretty
with your pretty mouth

your mouth flares 
& I follow 
your flame-death 

to tell you everything I know 
about all the water things 
to do in Thailand 
& all the water things 
you do to me

& even your dick pics 
are pretty

you make me want to water 
the little imps 
inside you 
I see them
I see all your little imps 

you go to Thailand
where you mad-dog ravishingly  
I stay here
where I slow-burn anciently

you make it easy 
to love again
like how the wind from going fast
is the best wind

& I still have your dick pics
& I hope I never see you again

& if you do come back here
I hope I tell you 
how much I love
how little I know you 

YOU AREN’T TURNING OUT TO BE WHO I WANTED YOU TO BE 

I already know
I look good naked
you text me
duh
duh duh duh 
then you text me
sorry 
in your apartment
you ask the dog
to please 
get off the couch 
you say
you’re a vegetarian
but you would eat
the heart of a snake
you say 
you’ve had weird encounters
with birds of prey
you’re supposed to say 
something different
before you fuck me
maybe 
it’s your voice 
that stockholm syndromes 
your secrets 
maybe 
you want your hair
to speak for you
I want to tangle myself in it
& I want it to hurt 
I’m growing bored
you’re the first guy 
to sing to me 
naked 
& I’d rather
you didn’t