Adultery

Sometimes you just need love
because I’ve begun thinking that us, now
is a sign of the times, is a consequence of
all the injustice that had to happen.
Your snaky dick where I want it,
and our bodies together is an anomaly
and an inevitability but only…
clench your teeth, and I will clench mine
and I will not let go nor forget.
Hoarse, wanton woman, dilapidated by her mind.
Clench my bosom and love me with mercy.
 

February 2008.

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