love from above y blow from below
Let me bed down in the nest of your thinning hair
In the creamy white film-strips of your tongue
In the root rot and cow carcasses lining your gums
Let me pillow my head on your perineum
On the forest fires left by razor burn
and shower in rains of waterfall discharge
Let me languish on your toothbrush
In tissues of your spittle
And wake with you encrusted in your coal lashes in the morning caked under blankets of sunscreen and moisturizer and deceased skin cells your sky water eyes
Let me shoot arrows from your Cupid’s bow
Let me chafe between your thighs your lips
Let me lick the hard-working droplet above your brow
And gnaw the s-bend of your spine and the everapple fluid inside
Pour your sweet summer milk into my cereal
Let me swim in the pool of sweat where your collarbone meets your neck
In the open blisters of over hard fried sun seared skin
Leave the cap open so I can get in
Through the flour in the folds of your belly like skirts
Through the blizzard of fat snow falling down on your shirt
After the ictal phase of the seizure I wouldn’t break up with you
A bargain sealed in salt