- Erotic Poetry
- Seeds
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I.
cold hands, warm ass
2 am.
small heater blowing minimal to nothing.
cold, raw hands.
to the bone, this pain.
cigarette.
smoke wraps around my neck like a slinky shawl.
a victim of an angry male's sex drive.
this is good.
something.
reaction. velocity. watershed.
II.
when i cum
i think of you sometimes.
sometimes someone else.
when i cum i clench teeth and
make fists.
hold my breath until i am
about to pass out.
reach for something to bite
grab
taste and destroy.
your shoulder or arm.
your fingers stuffed
in my mouth.
sometimes choking on your slick tongue.
when i cum
it's like God moving my brain behind
my cunt and
rearranging the cervix and the intestines.
III.
when i cum with you, my husband,
i orgasm deep in my guts
but i still think it feels
like a snakey cock shooting
venom into my womb
which is how i think of
your seeds spilling into me-
seeds
dug from a poison apple
