come here, sexie.

ras mashramani and i will be getting u hot all summer. she has a preview here, but i say more is more. so she'll show u hers, i'll show u mine. if u were present for jonny & aurist's fantastic reading friday night, you've heard this already, but here it is in print:

POCKET POEM

i lick your balls

and your hairs get caught

between my teeth.

i am flossing with

your pubes.

they are long

and coarse.

i suck your dick

and feel pubes 

on your dick,

pubes in my mouth.

getting them off

my tongue

is so difficult

to remain sexy.

in the morning, i find

your hairs on my bed

and pull up the covers,

save them.

later, when i'm sitting

on a public toilet,

i run my index and middle fingers

between

the folds of my labia,

and find a pubic hair

you left there.

i hold it between my thumb and index finger,

pull it out straight

and watch it curl back

into itself.

i bring it up close

to my face

and watch it shimmer

gold and red.

i turn it upside-down

and study the white bulb

where it once connected to

your skin.

before i leave the bathroom, 

i tuck the hair into

my pocket.

i think about

where it has been,

a safer place

than a pocket

for keeping things

warm.