In Red

make a fist like this
whisper a threat in pirouettes
spinning webs around the edge of my bed
with a blade of grass in your mouth
make a black, black wish
to wet my chest with pearls of sweat
from the small of an angel's back
there is relief
beneath these covers
i will open you up with my fingertips
and i'll slide my way inside
and i will force my tongue between your lips
while you suck every single taste bud pressed against your braces
dry
little angel hips
your skin is too soft
like the bright pink snout of a pony
with an ear to your breastbone
i can hear you cry
for your favorite toy
a boy to knit you sweaters
to write you letters
and break you off
there is release
beneath these covers
and i will open you up with my fingertips
and i'll slide my way inside
and i will force my tongue between your lips
while you suck every single taste bud i taste you with
dry
and it feels like heaven
but i'm happy i can feel
i pull off my underpants
when i see your face
you'll lie wide open
and you can turn me sideways and sing
in midsts of heavy breathing
about all the ways you like me best
i'll pull off my underpants
and it feels stupid
but i'm happy i can feel
i'll pull off my underpants
when i see your face
you'll lie wide open
and you can turn me sideways and sing
in midsts of heavy breathing
about all the ways you like me best
i'll pull off my underpants