seduction

Like a woman
desperate for sex
I lay in wait for poems,
leave my mind spread eagle
on white satin sheets of writing paper.

Writhing,
lips moist,
I whisper
"Come to me,
I need you,
together we can be great".

These poems have had many offers,
from those more worthy than myself,
but every now and then
I get lucky

- a mercy fuck-

and I birth a poem.

spotty

I love men
but I have learned
that like strange dogs
they are not to be trusted

still I keep offering my hand

open

palm up

wide grin on my face

just like my parents taught me

and usually
they wag their tails
but before I catch on
they have circled
sized me up
and nose up my skirt
they are humping my leg
with an attitude of self assuredness
that proclaims

you are surely enjoying this as much as I am

at this point you may question
Is she talking about men or dogs?

Yes.

Washday

For so long.
fear was my favorite color,

it stained
all of me
with shame.

Warning

Don't air dirty linen in public...

People will think less of you...

Don't publish these words...

I rub hard on the facts of my life,
try bleaching with little white lies,
but some things just won't clean up.

I proudly wear a scarlet A on my chest.
The perfect symbol for my spotty character.

I will not be buried with white roses.

Good!!!

We're all adults here aren't we?

The first one I saw
belonged to my cousin,
he showed it to me
behind our garage.
It was small.
I didn't think
very much
of it.
He said I could touch it.
I didn't.

My first boyfriend
showed me his.
It was much bigger.
I was afraid.
I might be injured
if I spread my legs
for that.
It did hurt at first
but I got used to it.
In fact I liked it.

After a while
I realized
they came
in a variety
of styles
and sizes.

I tried a number of them out.

Some were better than others.

The big ones
were not necessarily
the best.

The first time
I saw yours
I ran my hands
over it.

I thought
YES
this one is just
the right size
for me.
I can jump on this one easily.
I can have
lots of fun.

You gave me a ride
I will never forget.


Aren't motorcycles fun?

Drill

Horse
back
riding
has
got
to
give
you
the
most
excellent
orgasms

in order for you to put up with

having to do this in front of

Everyone.

i am of flowers and fucking

jasmine and jism
i object
leave
wide open doors of subjectivity
play
walk past
what you smell
depending on
who you are
fucking and flower jisms
and jasmine object
i wide
open
leave subjectivity
come
play past
what are you
depending on
smell
what you are i am of flowers
and fucking jasmine
and jism i
object
leave wide
open doors
of subjectivity
you can come
playwalk
past what you
smell depending
on who you are fucking
flower jisms jasmine object i open
wide
leave
subjectivity come play
past what you are
depending on smell
what you are i am