06-29-2020, 07:29 AM 
	
	
	
		A Book Like An Erection
Sophie forgot, for a moment,
that she had five dead animals inside her soul—
forgot about the magnet she had once cherished
aimed at the past
and all the debris it had collected.
Forgot she wasn’t really happy
and smiled and fluttered her eyelashes—
hard as a coffin nail—bent over and said, “fuck me this way”.
 
Steven couldn’t believe his luck.
He’d surely run out of it a decade ago.
But here it was again
leaching off the fortune of the tortured.
It worked and he didn’t even have to try.
He’d won third prize.
Got himself hard and said, “fuck me this way”.
Jugband Blues knew he was meant for great things
when a tramp offered him some change and said,
“don’t spend it all on the irony of this moment.
It’s not profound. It’s pathetic.”
	
	
	
Sophie forgot, for a moment,
that she had five dead animals inside her soul—
forgot about the magnet she had once cherished
aimed at the past
and all the debris it had collected.
Forgot she wasn’t really happy
and smiled and fluttered her eyelashes—
hard as a coffin nail—bent over and said, “fuck me this way”.
Steven couldn’t believe his luck.
He’d surely run out of it a decade ago.
But here it was again
leaching off the fortune of the tortured.
It worked and he didn’t even have to try.
He’d won third prize.
Got himself hard and said, “fuck me this way”.
Jugband Blues knew he was meant for great things
when a tramp offered him some change and said,
“don’t spend it all on the irony of this moment.
It’s not profound. It’s pathetic.”

 

 


