tagErotic PoetryAsk Alice

Ask Alice


Little rabbit,
you talk about
an open door policy.
They're sweet words
dancing in and then
twitching into fog.
Yeah, ok, that's nice,
but what about
my back door, baby?
Yeah, you heard me.
I want fuck
and cunt
and prick.
Taste those words
in your distant mouth.
They're hot,
jalapeno, salsa, wasabi.
Yeah, that kind of heat--
your tongue goes numb
your throat's on fire
your chest burns.
No liquid courage,
no Alice-drink
will open this door,
Sir Rabbit, it's a
little pink puzzled
rosebud waiting for you
to find her center...
did you leave your key
on the table,
way up there, sailor?

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