The Helper Takes Many Forms

The Helper Takes Many Forms

The poet says to call upon those who love you.
And that these helpers take many forms:
Animal, stone, ancestor, bird, or angel or saint.

Sinners too of course. The very best kind of help.

I remember the time I crept into my cousins' room,
late one night,
she was on travel, a semester off from college,
we were the same age, 19, 20
and one thing lead to another, and she ended up
with a brush handle in her pussy
and my cock in her mouth.

   Didn't see that coming. It helped. It helped.

How did that happen? I asked the next morning.

   I am the helper. That is the least I could do.