the sexy time

By | 3 February 2024

I’m the stupidest boy in the room
and I use half my fingers
to get the make out music started on the speaker
buttons and bra straps aren’t braille to me
even seeing them, I glide my fingers across
feel the bumps, like for fun
and fail to bridge between form and function

we mix like some poor alchemy
caught halfway between a drum and a haiku

hot and nasty like some microwaved peach pie
sat all last night open on the kitchen bench
the residue clings just the same
more often is it a game we’re still making up
with less tools than Yahtzee and more moves than chess
looking like the first two kids
to pin the tail near the donkey

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